Recent poems
- 10 Oct 20131View
Ode to Tinsel Town
The only thing that moves here are the shadows
The only thing that dances are dry leaves
The only - 10 Oct 20131View
The Butterfly
Pinned like a butterfly
drowned in formalin
caught in your net
like a specimenI stare at the
- 09 Oct 20131View
Gold & Frankincense
Bedded on roses
swaddled in silk
Covered in honey
and bathed in milkSipping hot tea brewed
- 09 Oct 201337View
The Maliciousness of Words
Double phrases, single words
puns intended; metaphors
synonyms and silly rhymes
juggling words - 09 Oct 20132View
Songs of the Soul
Exposed in the idle spotlight
awkward and unfashioned
almost uncongenial
bleak and - 09 Oct 2013View
During the Hours
During the hours of daybreak
when I wake at the crack of dawn
I’ll follow the rhythm of your