short poem

There are the fronds again Flimsy green knives Commanded by the wind . . . Or do they know how … More

Poetrydiv/ded Update

Poetica of a Divided Life As a matter of convention I will provide a quick summary of the following surreal … More

there were many careening cars by and by the bouncing bushes

concrete cracks contrasts with countries of colors in the sky contracts to coexist capturing calls of cults wild cats beginning … More

dreams like a little bowl of pretzels tiny twisted salt on toast one and another up and over the little … More

canopies line the street drive away drive a w a y can I please line the street take away take … More

woven palm fronds green and yellow above me casting cool soft shadow sanctuary a sheet called Blanky cocooning me in … More

something there Dark in the darkness drags me in surrounded punching the air sure something’s there when the light finally … More

cars rushing lights waiting going waiting sighs planes roaring wings going going going high brains voicing sounds greeting moving hi … More

open books strewn about about little things a bout of little things clashing atomic bigger thing Big Bang beginning little … More