Sun’s Bequest
The Bequest… And the sun donned a hat, sunglasses just so, and winter crept in like a prowling cat, slinking
Read moreThe Bequest… And the sun donned a hat, sunglasses just so, and winter crept in like a prowling cat, slinking
Read moreBear the weight…. What falls from heaven into the realm of men, is tainted by the shadows there, for what
Read moreFalling in Love Again… She never, ever once looked nice Nice being new lampshades She was a work of
Read moreI tread the path of in between, impaled by the truths I in stead have gleaned, and see what stirs
Read moreSpiderwebs of Love In life, it seems, we build our bonds with tenuous threads How easily they break and
Read moreI’ve got this longing deep inside Oh Father, can you hear me cry? Are you really there? And do you
Read moreEach year that passes, brings another summer of love, with bird choruses and bee serenades. Our love blossoms anew, as
Read moreFree the sun July, refers to the month of July which is a winter month in the Southern hemisphere. This
Read moreGalleons rip through surging waves, tempest tips like frosting edge the grey, and bows sharpened, cut through the swell. Figureheads
Read moreRarely do I use a four line stanza and A,A,B,B rhyming scheme, but sometimes it suits my purpose, and as
Read moreHe had death in his eyes. The type of death that men avoid. The kind of death some deserve. Unnatural
Read moreBeing a child of Colorado and growing into a man of nature, there is nothing more pleasing and comforting than
Read morePainful Memories Lynette woke up with tears on her cheeks. She grabbed a tissue and wiped the tears away.
Read morePoetic Licence Poetic Licence Poets are a unique bunch With rules unto themselves. Throw grammar laws out of the door,
Read moreUntouched Softness Untouched softness of winter’s first snowfall, I love to watch as it slowly sails down, More pure
Read moreThirty years has transpired since first I met you, and even then the pain you carried was palpable. I’ve watched
Read moreThe booth, the bar stool … I didn’t expect to miss you when I got there. That place we used
Read moreUpon the beds of lesser men, the stain of use and measure tend to be dismissed, a kiss no deeper
Read moreYour life spark is best described as being that very thing that motivates and drives your will to function and
Read moreAn acid tongue… Her sour green expectancy, writhes in acrid struggle, and maligned in fate, her will abates, momentary, her
Read more“Let’s have one more, Maggie” I say to the middle-age bartender as she wipes down glasses from the washer.
Read moreAUTHOR’S NOTE: Some who have read the following letter have come away confused thus I feel it
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