A Partial List of Beautiful Things
Beauty is fragile, juicy as the peach cobbler my grandmother sets on the sill. The river tumbling south, a homeless …
Monthly Archives: January 2014
Eulogy Owed
I owe you a eulogy. There wasn’t the chance to see you leave, to hold you while still full, or …
What Can I Say?
Thinking of you? It’s written inside the card I didn’t send. It is written on the card that comes with …
A Name for Beauty
What is more beautiful than the fire pit, rain rusted, turned on its side in the snow? It is the …
Tossing a Ball
I look at my dogs and wonder why they like chasing the ball. Rabbits and squirrels I get; the …
EAT
Cold and dark in the morning, talk comes at a price. It is a bargain with the waitress and the …
Diamonds in the Street
I wait in the rain for a taxi. This street is newly paved. The scent of smoke and oil hover, …
Birches
Click the Pic Broken skin on the birch trees; curled silver taking in the light and returning a …
Debris
Yeah, it’s less than you think, what you see. It is nothing more than the debris we bring, like the …
The Great Plains
“Nature includes too much and art can’t include enough.” The gold that shines off prairie grass as the sun …
Poetry on the run 