I feel it growas the past lets go…that flameat the base of my heartBurning away the leatherthat has held it... Read More
“The whole universe is change, and life itself is but what youdeem it.”Marcus Aurelius,From: “Meditations” Like hound dog with mangeI’m... Read More
I have wondered why, with all the folksin this worldthere is not much interestin poetry.Computers? Internet? Facebook? Twitter?Illiteracy? Ignorance? Insensitivity?... Read More
Beneath crossroads red light sat boot—stark, wornCrawling traffic stops and goes, then movement stallsViewers gawk, drivers smirk, blissful blow hornQuestions... Read More
March snuggles beneath winter covers,Hardened under autumn’s russet leftovers,And brittle hand-me-downs.Wind, as callous as starched bed sheets,Ices breaths on windowpanes.... Read More
You may not see itbut I certainly doThe sparkling eyes witha bright green hueA beauty so pure that even Angels... Read More