Grief

Grief

Grief connection cut but connection still felt her presence is all around – the strands of hair in an idle brush, a smiling snapshot on the dresser top, a note found stashed in a coat pocket he roams from room to room reaching out in vain, trying to to penetrate...

A Nightmare’s Soundtrack

November 9, 2016 I sit in the dark pondering as my incredulity slowly drains like blood from an open wound and reality begins to settle its heavy mantle on my being. over and over the ‘how and the why’ of it plays like a bad drum loop, a nightmare’s...

Pipelines

November 13, 2016 A poem dedicated to the brave people of Standing Rock pipelines payloads of greed cleaving sacred ground heedlessly penetrating to the muffled cries of Mother Earth we must lay our own pipe with a payload of solidarity connecting across barriers an...

The Angry Exclamation Point

the angry exclamation point, feeling restless and confined, rolled it ’round in his narrow mind and decided he could rule the joint ‘he’s big! he’s strong! he’s like a tower!’ commas, periods, all agreed ‘a sign like this is...

The Reluctant Lover

sleep – my reluctant lover – resisting my embraces through the night only to pull me back into her arms in the harsh morning light

The Optimist

the optimist dishonest voices hover like a poison cloud above the noisy throng primal brains respond. lips begin to whisper the unspeakable yet… in a world painted gun metal gray my vision remains awash with color I want to live and without a dream I will surely...