Digging to China
Poem Well I was digging my way to China, shovel and all, hands dirty with the past, with the miles of mud dug, displaced, disposed. I was digging my way to China when my...
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Borrowed People
Spoken Word People walking in borrowed shoes on borrowed ground Will show no difference in the past or future of the universe in my life or another’s. Should I stand directly in the path...
Sinking Above Ground
Poem Standing at your grave surrounded by greying grass and spindly trees that reach for youth like the gnarled hands of a wise one, and wilting stones of those passed long before you...
A Christmas Poem for the Lonely
Poem I know the sleigh bells are ringing and the Furs are more Noble than they are any other time of the year. Fire places usually dark and dusty are finally lit and...
Day of a Pilgrim
Poem Before grey alleys or colorful homes empty their contents into the predawn streets like loose change from an old purse, the moment between sleep and awake lingers and the morning air is...
When I See You
Poem My blood pulses like the flashes of lightning in a midnight sky that wake me and want to take me past some point of no return past the point which I have...
Out of Reach
Love Poem You are the object of my affection and the subject of these words I want to write about you in each open space on this blank sheet of matter and immortalize...
