Fallow Fields

I Know What Makes my Wife Happy

Flamingo Under Glass

“Some birds are not meant to be caged, that’s all. Their feathers are too bright…

Hungry for Flesh

Dwellers of a cage are rarely named.
With luck a small number tag:
an ordered tally of the heads maimed,
and thrown together on a…

I Learned Writing Through Love Letters

After many long years I re-read her first letter, and remembered, as if it were my first…

Supernatural Me Produces Word Salad

A Haiku — Being paranoid or being creative?

Ancient Truths

Quiet stillness hovers in the air
Gentle breeze, free of noise,
Meditative presence felt by me,
Quiet moments, calm pleasure…

All I Have

I will not worship language
Although it is my love
It only points
It hints
Swipes at
Something it
Cannot
Describe
For that I will
Be…

What is in a song?

What is in a song, that plucks my insatiable heart strings and  overwhelms my…

Unplugged

Breaking Through…

A dream