Here, let me hand you these small words let them linger ever so slightly melting into the soil never quite becoming sand castles a testament…
If I could win a Pushcart Prize I would never put the cart before a certain furry farm animal because I know better than to…
Mixed media of desires flowing right brain strong blank canvas pour out dragon devouring prose brushing flames of memory shadowing depths of colored resistance sculpting…
A villanelle is a nineteen-line poem consisting of five sections known as tercets followed by a final quatrain. There are two refrains and two repeating rhymes,…
Turning in my P.R. keys Going back to those who might need me Classes full of boisterous, jostling kids talking too loud not worrying about…
Some people may remember the lines of this poem from Ronald Reagan’s speech on the Challenger Disaster. A friend of mine shared it on Facebook,…