I’m very pleased to have a poem about loss & remembrance in @TLtrainmagazine & excited to be part of such a diverse zine. Thanks to Shahadat Hossain for accepting this piece. Image via Lismore Paper. Continue reading Poem in The Local Train Magazine
I’m pleased to have two bits of my artistic efforts published in the world today. Two Cento’s are in Unlost Journal, with thanks to Dale Wisely, Howie Good, and Laura Gregory for selecting them. The August issue of Pithead Chapel features my photo … Continue reading Publication Twofer
Well, finally, here’s my list of favorite poems for second quarter 2019. All of these poets are accomplished, sensitive writers whose words will pull you right into their worlds. Enjoy! Dream Tree by Jill Mceldowney in The Shore. Oh, it … Continue reading Favorite #Poetry, Second Quarter
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
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
