The New Alchemy
Might we again relearn what once was known To forebears long ago but somehow lost By later generations–scorned and tossed Aside like fads or childish play outgrown? How can …
Category: Fixed Form
Dust of Days
At times I pause to turn a backward glance Though doing so illuminates the lie; I long to see once more the mustang prance Yet sorrow fogs the desert to …
Majestic Mountains
Majestic mountains are my legacy! They rise triumphant to the east, and call Me from the valley floor, reminding me There comes a time to leave this urban sprawl. Secluded …
The Loss of a Sailing Ship
Forlorn, the creaks that sounded in the night, across the stillness of the ocean’s voice in protestation of Poseidon’s mood, an oaken hull’s frustration sounded clear. Cold moonlight shed its …
Wholeness
The way in which I found myself was by myself perceived unclear and clearly did I guide myself to be misguided year on year. The years went by, and by …