Old man oak
Still skeletal the gnarly canopy of this old man oak, with sap as thick as buttermilk, leans against despair of time; when suddenly the daring thrill of blackbirds challenge thaw […]
Category Archives: free verse
A million pillows
This white space: is only big enough to hold: a single heartbeat a noiseless feather falling a single careless word and the weight of million pillows suffocating from regret. A […]
Play it safe
I never lost my marbles, in the schoolyard; I kept them safe inside a cotton bag my mother sew unless I safely played to win. A very short poem for […]
When even crows are silent
This weather is a nothingness of grey — More fog than rain, a moist defying pull of gravity that clings to skin with silky tentacles as adamant as pestilence; this […]
Holy Madness
I heard on radio about Jerusalem Syndrome: a madness gripping visitors: dressing up in hotel bed sheet and makeshift sandals giving sermons in the tongue of John the baptist or […]
