True Tide
Coast of perfect bays, all night the harbor widens between us; as we sleep the continents change address. I sail …
Category: Free Verse
Ancient Shepherds
My mountain neighbors loom steeply up from our valley, rugged and still. They do not snore as they sleep there, …
The Park
a massive rock juts up in the park like the claw of a slumbering leviathan sightless, I sit under it …
death in the afternoon
Montparnasse sits in silence as Hemingway scribbles alone at Le Dôme Café. On our fourth glass of mother’s milk he …
Calico Jack
I can smell the sweat and tar of your greasy jacket, red as this colleen’s hair, calico as rough as …
The Prophet
They squabble and spit to defend beliefs clashing on spiritual frontiers, no true script but the audacity of fools leaking …
Loud Silence
Trills and tremolos, chirps and warbles echo in the trees I see with closed eyes. Wind flirts with my ears …
Dear John
he gave me a nodding dog (the sort you put on the shelf of the car’s rear window) because he …