A poem
We sat on the grimey stairs and looked out into the inky night. The air is quiet, almost…
free verse on love
I reached both my handsinto sodden soilseeking roots of wordsto use for clayfinding…
a free verse of love and gratitude
a July poem
I shift from hip to hipin the shaded heat of July,feel the hairs on my armscatch bits of…
This is the quiet time:Light is lowCity holds its breathOnly cardinals feed now.
saving summer
Swordish leaves skewer sun(scorn sappy cowering spinach)suck light through highways of…
free verse full circle
So long ago-indeed many fogs of memory away–I lay in tallish grassin the high summer and…
a metaphor, yes
Dull gray rockdirt-speckeddisappointing
so strange
Finding your nameOn the acknowledgements pageOf a book by someoneFrom another life,Someone who…
Wild winds scud cloudsSend firehose rainWash treetops into great wavesFlood gardensEmpty streets