Where you can hear the Southern drawl I don’t think I have! 😆 (Cross-post from my Substack) A while ago I mentioned that my debut chapbook, Offset Melodies, was recently released by ElJ Editions in the collection Grieving Hope. The collection contains … Continue reading Grieving Hope Reading on Youtube
Spring MorningUnfolds as soft as the lushestcashmere, a light breezeflows over skin as cool and sweetas the clearest, most virgin waterat the beginning of time.Squirrels, birds, and tiny insectschatter, tweet, and wiggle in adoringluxury where time matters not at allexcept in anticipation of tomorrow’s dawn.NaPoWriMo 4/23/25 – 9:45 am sitting on the patio with Buddy Continue reading NaPoWriMo & Something Small, Every Day: Spring Morning
Seaside and hillsideBeautiful toughness persistsShowing us the way I like to look through the Public Domain Image Archive for creative inspiration and just because it’s so interesting. This image of Callystegia soldanella, the Beach Morning Glory, caught my eye today. … Continue reading Something Small, Every Day (or so): Untitled Haiku
DynamicsThe spiderwort is long goneand was even before youBut I think of it oftenThe radiance of its blueso intense it seemed it might blastinto the skya dynamic botanical rocket as youwere a dynamic human beingBoth of you long gone from … Continue reading Something Small, Every Day (or so): Dynamics
Thoughts While Watching Mulholland DriveDays passin a movie reelof lifeLovers, villains, heroestread across our stage Sometimes we forgetwe are the directors of our movieable to place bodies manage emotionsWhy hold our breathduring chaos until confusion dies downWe can fill our lungs with free willcreate scenes to suitour narrative Continue reading Something Small, Every Day (or so): Thoughts While Watching Mulholland Drive
Pie in the Skysmile ferociously with steelyeyes and stormy visionsmash the windows closedAgainst your intentbreak the glass fling its shardsInto clouds of resolvecutting your lingering ghostskiss the nakedness of avoluminous sky Today I used words from the Magnetic Poetry Kit. The embolden words were in the list. Photo by me. Continue reading Something Small, Every Day (or so): Pie in the Sky
The November breeze wafts throughmy window, a long lick across my faceof moisture more productive than anyexpensive cream advertised in slickfashion magazines. What I’ve learnedis, all the promises of wrinkle-freeskin come down to our empty handsand a stream of money in their pockets. Instead, I embrace my hard-earned lines and the sweet caress of nature. Continue reading Morning Meditation: November 22, 2024
Live ghostlya velvet cloud air lippeddrink warm nights vast & ferociouskiss a fool to brilliancelaugh dirty linger hotshe said, how naked must I be? *** Photo by Paul Wong on Unsplash Continue reading Sky Smoked
PushA smear of rustA shot of sweatShadows rip the skyLanguage lathered soars waxed and raw Why whisperWhen you can scream The Oracle (aka Magnetic Poetry Online) stopped cooperating while I was composing. She froze right up and refused to obey. … Continue reading Push
Joy is almost never brilliantlike champagne and starsIt’s steel and concreteand hard things exploredthen danced upon naked * Creative energy compliments of Magnetic Poetry online. Continue reading Light Bulbs & Windows
