Portrait — Part II
It’s falling; a shrill of absence, a dreamy strangling, the days uniform and rationed, where jingles hold the spaces of love and immoderations, and zealotry redeems a country of her past. Gone. Gone, the...
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Free-Form Poetry Ashy skin The pride of a hard worker The downfall of a dream On its way to the last bit of Sunshine it has before ending The day Kisses for the weak:...
Let It Lie
Anger Poems I killed a dream dead with my own two hands Wielding the knives of my sentences As you sat across, unsuspecting Letting me overpower you My emotional instability no match for...
No Longer in New England
Poems About Home Its snowing, at least that’s what the windows tell me. It piles on the rails of my neighbor’s deck, the red one where they sit every morning when the temperature...
Engulfed In Me
Love Poem The urge to fulfill Falling drunk in Brazil Becoming less of me I lay deep in a dream Floating in a stream Without your passion Melting in my rhymes Viewed as...
Fox of Berlin
Place Poem Fox of Berlin, Where do you go? To the beer gardens of bears? To the squalor of the low? How mechanical the city You chose to call your own, Forsaking your...
Then Things Get Really Fun
Soul Poems Your Soulfulness is always with you There is no need to work on this Every path you take fulfills your Soul There are no mistakes Every perceived obstacle is an opportunity...
Element School
Free-Form Poetry They sit there unaware In the chaos of their wooden chairs Playing with words and colors And the thoughts of the world Leaning on each other Assembling how it all works...
Mother’s Day Morning
Haibun Poems The aging yellow brush of her favorite broom swishes dust and seeds off of the salmon Trex deck. Mira’s Portuguese cascades high and low like a melody as she sweeps single-handed, the...
