A stampede kicks up funneled by corkscrew clouds a curse of cumulus The Thunder Master throws streaks across the plains ripping through pastures like gunpowder…
Category: Poetry
When your grandmother decided for care and comfort and laid a string of pearls across an ocean it’s open depths yawning the unknown a depth…
The night has razor claws soused in horror. It slinked down back roads and alleys with a murderous man. “Listen,” they said “don’t go out….don’t…
They flocked to her in droves “Cinderella,” they called. Their ardor, canned heat. “Give us a glance from your golden drapes. Come, be our Poppy…
In mid-July the heat reverberates makes the thought of comfort dull my footprints trail the thick blades of St. Augustine grass the smell of Confederate…
Shopping with my mother I’m fifty going on nine in the produce section the green disarray of lettuces flamboyant peppers add some flair as if…
My dreams stretch along a certain expanse of highway where space hangs in loops of golden unison where the ghost towns mix with sunflower fields…
The line between gray winter and bright-eyed spring dims today adrift in the chill of feathery fair-weather clouds and the short, shrill songs of rain-soaked…
I stepped into a cove of time at the edge of a neighborhood where down the street an old lady sang the finale of her…
Viva! The shout escapes as we relearn the language of sea nymphs and tiger sharks entrapped in a world of maroon sunsets and eternity Shipwrecked…