Burst*
Coltsfoot and saltpeter go off like fireworks when the mix is right and a spark is applied; the way the …
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Dust To Dust
The sky is parched. The landscape is scorched. Brown and gray hang in the air suspended on shimmering wire. At …
Tinted Images
I remember tinted images yellow and stained in old wooden frames. The glass was scratched and wavy. They sat on …
This Oasis
Do not bruise your knees on the glass of melted desert sand. You can truly walk beyond this valley to …
Not Thinking
I have not been thinking of certain things. Like not watching the news because dead babies and brutalized animals …
Orange
I like the taste of onion, but I want to relish others as well. I want to know what else …
Horseplay
A forest leaves a haphazard legacy. A random monument given the way trees germinate. Not like wild horses painting the …
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 …
Poetry on the run 