Category: Poetry

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Love

Poem   Dear heart, You ache, you ache. Why are you so scared to break? When love is all you need in your day, why are you so afraid? Blessed be that soul surrounded...

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Dearest

Poem   Remind me not that we are far apart my love Instead embrace the distance as the closeness Lend the idea of your body to mine as words to paper Sparrows to song...

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Avian Antics

A red-breasted robin leaps onto a high, thin branch on the apple tree. Branch and bird swing up and down three times. Then it flies. A nearby maple tree’s high branch swings up and...

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Gastronomic Insomnia

Full, from dinner. Spicy beef and rice with black beans repeat. The last traces of tequila complete their work. I keep drinking water. No matter how bloated I feel. Or how sleepy. windchime rises,...

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Who Cares

Poem   As often as I reach The stretching fades As much as I see Only what I can. It disappears, I open my inner eye To see the bellowing of light As loud...

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Belong To

Poem No, I’m not yours, I belong to the Sky, my home is the sea, the wind is my brother, and I talk to the stars, they know how I am, never force me...

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Sick

I thought I’d get sick of people Assumed I would eventually just drown in A pool of my own pretention and irritability. But it never came around. It surfaces at times, a jet-black jewel...

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When Mowing, Mow

Haibun The tractor mower drives toward the pygmy Chinese Maple. The engine’s drone, heard through ear protectors. The stiff steering wheel, gripped in gloved hands. The long grasses stretch to the sun. solstice beside...

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I Need A Moment

Poem   I need a moment To feel what’s happening to me Life is happening to me I need a moment To feel the hills underneath me To feel where I am Here I...

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A Missed Invitation

Mira and two of her nieces are outside. I stepped into Mom’s bedroom. She sat at her desk. The TV beside her played a Law and Order rerun. Her hair rested unbrushed and straight....

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Blank Face

The smile slips just a bit after days after I ply for another side of the truth you insisted in between sips of coffee in the morning; before heading out the door to brunch...

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A Cook Against the Storm

Haibun I turn on the barbeque just as a horizon-filling bank of rainclouds roll in. A sudden wind arrives. The songbirds’ ensemble speeds with urgency. I race this oncoming storm. The stakes? Our sardine...