My poem, Spinning through the Astral Plane, has been published by Silver Birch press as a part of their “Me at 17 Poetry and Prose…
Tag: childhood
The crows would gather in winter in the field across from her house as I pressed my nose to the chill of the glass door…
I wake late in the nucleus of summer purple coneflowers with coppery spikes gleaming swaying in a solstice dance I have climbed through the brambles…
Last stop church pews sunlight streaming through stained glass windows wooden casket for a metal maker lost that tug-o-war Death pulled harder. Now he is…
If I fell through a wormhole I would land outside her window in midsummer breathe the smell of pomegranates ready for picking on that lopsided…
Foursquare school stands as a lone steward to another era I half expect to climb those stairs to find that blonde, mischievous boy papers spilling…
August is one of my favorite months in all its scorching glory, but this past month hung heavy like drapes of sadness overlapping memories. The…