Mud and Honey
Her sentimental spirit washes freewhen clay and sediment come sliding down,so if she cries, a man is bound to seea river in her eyes but twice as brown.I hold her …
Tag: sonnet
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 …
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 …
Of Marigolds and Moons in the Virgin’s House
The ancient gods were silenced while they slept Beneath the earth by sorceries as old As standing stones; the sacred charms we kept Mere trinkets now. The blacksmith’s forge grew …
Safe Passage
Meander with me down that winding trail, remembering the way it was before. Back then, when we set paper ships to sail, and chased their passage, safe upon the shore. …