You see the world in measured meters stalled there under a sonnet sky toying with lyrical beginnings folding stanzas grasping slowly drowned metaphors The answer…
You see the world in measured meters stalled there under a sonnet sky toying with lyrical beginnings folding stanzas grasping slowly drowned metaphors The answer…
Must we really gird up against those cold, gray skies bag up the hours recycling them into the same old hassle world strung from a…
My mood today is a fuzzy feline sleeping in the sunlight near the front step bordering the edge of a walkway with flowers blooming one…
I want to live in a sky painted with frosted waves just under the moon within reach of stars beyond all that is human where…
My father’s younger brother followed him into World War II like a pesky little brother would ready to do his part ready to make his…
What do teachers make? Well, he’s going to break it down for you….slam poetry at its best. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h5yg0u1MkDI
She was sometimes drunk and loud trapped in this plane a brittle heart that life snapped into cranking those filmstrips of silver screen lasses she…
The clatter cart hobbles down sterile white tile hallway little square rooms patients wait watching clock minutes move like tragic soldiers circling round batting down…
When she was young he took her careless hands in a steady grasp and ran full speed through fields of wild, lush blooms and the…
I want to live in a cocoon made entirely of summer as those curt, frigid winds blow in from the north I want to paint…