I’m so pleased to have my poem, Aqua Pura, in the new issue of Panoply. It’s a semi-autobiographical prose poem dear to my heart about life, death, & best friends in a small town. Much thanks to the Editors for … Continue reading Poem in Panoply
I am beyond happy to have my poem, “Creation’s Chaos”, in the Spring issue of MORIA, the literary journal of Woodbury University in Burbank, CA. Most especially because of the following, from the Editor’s Foreword: “Our overall acceptance rate for … Continue reading Poem in MORIA
The southerly breeze in my face smells like the Gulf & Magnolia blossoms, tiny golden faces peer up at me amidst riotous green – weeds to some, beauty to me. Continue reading Morning Meditation: Morning Walk
a jet cuts across the blue carrying bodies in its metal womb to be delivered somewhere else ***** Napowrimo Day 30 prompt: “I’d like you to try your hand at a minimalist poem. What’s that? Well, a poem that is … Continue reading Limitless Birth
I have an interview up today on Luna Speaks blog where we talk about the creative process and poetry. I hope you’ll click over and peruse Jane’s website. There’s all kinds of goodness in there! Thank you, Jane! Continue reading Interview on Luna Speaks
You ask what is air? It’s the super highway for birds It’s the place where screams echo or fade It’s a flotation device for thrown kisses It’s life itself for life on Earth You ask what is water? It’s a … Continue reading It’s All This & More
Missing a thing I never had an indifferent sun shines scorching aloneness the invisible brand in my blood ***** Napowrimo Day 27 Continue reading Hiraeth
I felt raw-boned & rusted Dragging my hands in pockets full of scared Pockets full of scared & Walking a road rutted with wanting to get out I was wanting to get out That red dirt prison, that green-treed mess A … Continue reading Raw Boned
It’s almost May, the last worry free month before Hurricane Season but also the month of preparation. Early summer ferns unfurl as we test the roll ability of storm shutters. Magnolia blossoms waft their lemony scent as we store bottles … Continue reading Hurricane Season
Pass through the skin of the chrysalis, emerge pumped into Earth, a mythological creature with a body blooded on sunlight, a body called more, and wings perched perpendicular from bathing in more heat than color. ***** Napowrimo Day 24 prompt: … Continue reading Beautiful Misfit
