liquid blue nightgown made of lighter fare floats in romance of autumn air a ballerina in an erotic dance longing to join that v-trail in th…
Suppose you was 18 years old And never had a single thing In all your life to call yours alo… Except your body and your face? And suppose you went to work
Many times, my father, drunk upon… “Spare the rod and spoil the child… Swung his belt and lay the stripes… To cleanse my soul. And I, drunk upon memory and whis…
seek the council of wild things in… leaves that turn their silver side… before the rain slender reeds that accept and bend they will sew your words abroad
Nature’s snowy gown Melts into a silky pool Spring’s passion awakes
GRAVE POEM: EDITH MUDGET… How is it that I, who kept my hou… And, indeed, my life, and the live… Of my family, in perfect order; I, who made the beds before they w…
Life has a way of playing the vile… Or, providing an evener, some migh… I, who did not want to go to war, Seeing the senselessness of it, Stayed at home to work the farm -
which of our ancestors did it - traded wings for thumbs burdened us with possessions fed us to the uncompromising earth…
Autumn dusk descends Street lights run on rain-slicked… To glistening pools
Beneath that secretive smile A strong hot thrust From a sidewalk grate….
Me: I love to drive He: it’s too damn dangerous safer to fly, statistics prove it
Still they knock at my door And complain About the state of the world Selling fear Like grape Kool Aid
come sit beneath my branches and read to me from dead poets for I am old all texture and symmetry a conspiracy of cocoons
SHIPBOARD last night from starless skies a t… stunned and shaken, seeking shelte… from unfamiliar shipboard lights I watched it falter with wings out…