Restless Nightmares

For the final One Shot Wednesday at One Stop Poetry, and the grand opening of the dVerse Poets Pub, I would like to bring back a classic – the poem with which I introduced myself at the first One Shot Wednesday, in July last year, when One Stop was still just a glitter and a [...]

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Absence #Haiku

Silent morning springs the rain’s gentle kiss nothing to the loss of you.

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Bloom and Wilt

Enfold in me your light, your life– sweet summer child turn not your color from my heart, the scent of pine trees, sculpted in the dawning, where all of nature is the swell at your sweet breast, the gathered breaths cultivating convalesced coercion of my soul. Breath to breath, I seek your notes, the tantalized [...]

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Sundress Summers

Barefoot, Sundress summers Bloomed in yellow visions With the milky drink of your lips— Child love. My latest submission for the gathering that is One Shot Wednesday. Returning this week to a style that’s been an old favorite of mine – the cinquain – for the purposes of capturing that summer swell. Lord knows we’ve [...]

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Spring Haiku

I fade in secret Heart with the rain and the leaves— Wilting spring flowers.

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Cover Up

Red rivers ride fluttering flags. A smile and a hand, freely offered belie the tip— it’s not a stick you know that I’ll stick you with, not a dream doused with dreamers. God or Man the mortar drips beneath the marble— just a dab of purity to hide stained hands, strawberry walls— Humanity drifting. * [...]

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Death of a Muse

Tender touches twilight now when you would walk through moon beams silver youth, in my mind, your long-tossed hair that fleeting glimpse unworthy hands would never know. A dream-wrought kiss for all sensation’s cheer— a note to set the pen to dance beneath your light. What is your name? Reality, but a longing and a [...]

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Melodious Treason

Such is melodious treason, foulest madness; you thought that you could break my heart– too late.

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For the World’s Mothers

Raise me up From breathless sound, The song you sing—life’s song— The motions and the rhyme Ring in lessons, tender Borne on emerald winds The flowering will always be remembered, The bloom you brought With hands held and patient eyes, Even in depths of mathematical madness Where children were not meant to play, Even balancing [...]

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Experimental Haiku

Youth. You smile as you flutter off in crooked flight spring storms—a notion.

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