Too Beautiful to Speak
This tribute and poem I wrote is for a very special Lady that has gone over-looked for many years and
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.
This tribute and poem I wrote is for a very special Lady that has gone over-looked for many years and
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Read moreUNSUNG LOVE SONG A Maybe manipulation is presence my emotional nature is confused a back and forth that makes my
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Read morePatronizing Child … Always wonder if God even talks to the devil. How would the conversation go? What are the
Read moreNormal people (nôr′məl pē′pəl) What does it mean Anymore Not what is used to mean They called it mainstream We
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Read moreWhat Haiku Hold I. To build new school with a thousand wheelbarrows near high ceiling lodge. Dwell in Sierra
Read more777 777 Affirmation … My verses ride in hearses, dispersed at night in silhouettes I curse my intuition, my amusement
Read moreA Quest For Treasure – A Tribute to Metal Detecting My neck is sore from looking down As I search
Read moreDays and Nights in a Cowboy Cabin 1 August Sierra’s Desolation Valley snow drove to old Cowboy Cabin hidden in
Read moreI cannot sleep, for sleep is the sibling of death A young Queensbridge poet stated Just the facts, when the
Read moreOn the Edge: ‘Ukraine’ ‘Ukraine’, the country’s name itself, means ‘on the edge’ or ‘outskirts’, ‘borderlands’. ‘The term ‘Ukraina’
Read moreSnowing up a Scene Snowing up a scene, phantom flakes floating from heaven’s portal, sparkling, slow, suspended descent of
Read moreA Tree Trunk Seat (For Gary Snyder) 1 Winding grains of time under a crystalline sky we have walked along
Read moreAlways listening Or so I believed Now finally hearing And oddly, I see Sounds that were lost Now found and
Read moreThe Tides of Despair … Rough shards of tossed paper intrude in this halcyon dark Down a dingy path upon
Read moreThe Gypsy Love Spell I strolled into the Gypsy camp Among the caravans. I’d followed all directions, And hoped things
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