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I. Idaho After many miles of driving through fields, through Idaho Falls and into the plains where sky is broken
Read morePoetry is a genre of literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm.
I. Idaho After many miles of driving through fields, through Idaho Falls and into the plains where sky is broken
Read moreInto that world forbidden to me … The day you went away, a strong wind blew, it blew across the
Read moreOctober in pastels … The evenings longer now as October calls on me again laying fragile all emotion introspect
Read moreThe Pole Dancer Who
Read moreThe Galactic Traveler I race across the Universe Ten times the speed of light. To work the mines of Mercury
Read moreUrge To Run The urge to run has taken over my thoughts I forever ponder, Born 150 years to late
Read moreAs the Weather Gets Colder … The weather is getting colder, the winds much bolder, as swirling leaves go dancing
Read moreHallowed Dreams…a Lie Many tears you must have shed in the outlines of rain, Again I request an audience
Read moreBetween the cracks, through glass and air, light imparts its rise upon a waking soul, and warmth like a tender
Read moreMain Street Poet’s Our stories are told today by young
Read moreFortress Walls This night the poet turns in bed and wrestles
Read moreWith partners like the devil … Where is the savior with his haloed phalanx, his steadfast gunners with the glued
Read more1. Hieroglyph Incantations Our father spoke mysterious symbols. “I am not Egyptian but Suburban,” his collared shirt wrapped up like
Read moreThe will to live so poignant, the struggle so immense, innate within a seed for endurance, a prerequisite, to win,
Read moreAn old man with calloused hands … As old as time with calloused hands the native Abenaki written deep in
Read moreI Have Loved You When I reflect how my life is going then I find within me more that is
Read moreIt felt like I was in another world … I hadn’t had the time, to go back to visit for
Read moreA single leaf can be heard falling in the forest, as a silent yearning of growth abounds, and as
Read moreHeaven Sent ‘The silent gloaming steals the breath from reflections awe, like glass, the sky fulfilled beauty’s guile restored, and
Read moreLost loves … Lost loves in other words They said she was bewitched in loving but I know that she
Read moreBeauty is indeed in the eye of the beholder, and in poetry we try to pass that vision on, to
Read moreShe Drives Me Crazy….in a bad way. Serotonin wells in the shallow crevasses— Amalgamating in my wanting brain I entreat
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