- 22 Jul 20131View
Sleep
How come I can be optimistic for everyone else?
How come I fault when it comes to my own,
And I - 17 Aug 20131View
Is this Poetry?
Is this poetry, or self centered contemplation?
Is this a path into the heart, as it should - 30 Oct 201322View
Now is the Winter of our Content.
Time of grey skies and hibernation
quiet nights spent in contemplation ...
deep depressions and - 16 Nov 201332View
Midwinter.
Time of grey skies and hibernation
quiet nights spent in contemplation
deep depression and more - 21 Jan 20142View
Flight of the Moth
My mortality beckons me
The evils I lust for draw me in
As I draw nearer, the purifying - 19 Apr 20141View
A small instant
Not so far the evening rolls/
Into the mist of stars/
Draining the day of it’s loft/
Avoiding - 24 Sep 20141View
Indigo Bunting
I’m dumb to leaves and prairie grass;
a million colors can't be named.
Wind conspires with - 28 Sep 20141View
Sweet
This patch could be any other:
A spot of grass below
a blue and clouded canvas
and I, an ancient - 19 Dec 2014View
From a Plane - IV
What do you call the spinning cycle of life;
when one has no faith?A hoax; a dream
that we - 26 Jan 20151View
Forever Redefined
A quiet place waits at the end of passion,
rumored by the blind,
the last reward for righteous - 17 Feb 201542View
Leaving Chicago
The coffee burns as I dip,
Peppering the plastic beak of the cup lid,
With my scrawny - 12 Sep 2019View
Sounds In The Night
night has fallen
sunset vanished
a plane hums in the sky above
then silence
cars pass by in the