I’m putting all the notes together. I’m raising the highs and dropping the lows. It all has to synchronize perfectly. I can’t let them ...

Every rock I kicked asideEtched her moon-washed shadowAcross the distant sky Every stone I bounced over the wavesMirrored her olive eyesWithin my bleary dreams ...

A poem about dealing with creative burnout

Wheelchairs cruising along dim hallways,the heels of white-cloaked saintsclicking with each deliberate step,carrying trays of food and medicine. A wailing newborn cry echoes among ...

I see cosmic typhoons and tycoons wandering under the purple moon near the edges of a blue lagoon playing their loud double bassoons  I feel like a ...

The wind moves calmly Her voice carries tales from far Her touch, so gentle

Tis early, on a dank and foggy mornAll the groans of lovers sound inside outAnd their bed lights shine on the icy lawnEven the ...

What makes a life worth celebrating?

I know the patterns that gracefully line the ceiling. I know the number of rectangles that align so perfectly. Because, while I lay in ...

How sweet to taste of Accidental blackberries From vines brought by birds!