Restless Day After
Haibun Poetry A Nickelodeon version of Cinderella plays in the family room. Bella, our neighbor’s golden retriever, barks at a passing dog and walker. The pine-scented aroma from our freshly mopped tile floor reaches...
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Portrait — Part III
Poem It’s fate. There’s nothing to grasp — but worn air of a future lapsing. It’s how we mitigate, how we squelch to years, minutes and the hour. It was the drag of...
Flowers In The Darkness
Flower Poem The vengeful light, it breaks along the hill. Your eyes are wide, but all is silent still. You lie in creeping phlox and rose’s hand. The night has died and I...
Data Analyst
Life Poem No direction. An insect at a desk. Knowing better, but settling for much less. Scared to death of breaking the silence. If this is life then tell me, why is it so...
What We Write About?
Poem We write about oceans and seas We write about everything in between We write about love lost and pet seen We write about everything we ever wanted to be We write about nature...
Something You Think About in the Sunshine
Poetry About Life This, the summer of blackened souls And upturned collars, This will be the first summer of my lasts. Arriving at this precipice, I must hesitate And catch myself between the...
A Cathartic Question?
Haibun Poetry Her eyes hold a distant look as she lifts her head from her book. A question Shirley asked her earlier still haunts her: How do I feel about Robert? After she...
Behind the Glass
Free-Form Poetry Moving in a slow-motion daydream Trying to touch the ocean Behind my opened eyes Taking time to sense The depth of each wave Making my way through The blue water sky...
