Horseplay
A forest leaves a haphazard legacy. A random monument given the way trees germinate. Not like wild horses painting the …
Monthly Archives: January 2013
Too Late
It came too late in the day. A day started as promised in the tales I read, the songs they …
What I Thought While Listening To A Poem
“Experience, Ground, Sky, Us, We, Mr President” Lovely sentiment on this cold fine day. …But turn this ground …
Second Thoughts
The room is white. A single vanity light shows the way. Her hennaed hand caresses a blue jewel on the …
Life Line
The clean clear line you have drawn between points begins to disappear-reappear in the rhythm of distance-time distance-time distance-time distance-time …
Falling Down
It comes like snow in the night. The way June turns to July then August with its heat that sucks the culvert …
Laid To Rest
On that coldest day in December we followed our breath to the field. The winter wheat stood against the wind. …
History
Great effort has failed and though time is kind to wrongs, this structure we live in seems to be forgotten …
Bee Watching
I said yes in April when you wanted to go to Arizona to find cactus flowers and Joshua trees. The …
Options
The sky gives us options. It exerts pressure so we may put our hands in pockets, or a foxglove with …
Poetry on the run 