Writer. Demand Poet.
One last look
Today.
Take it.
Before the
Slumber rolls off their
Thin arms
And they notice the
Finches scratching at
Their skin–
Her beggar’s song:
I’m hungry darling
Please bring out your
Beautiful berries from
Winter’s dreamland.
The trees … Read the rest “The Trees Awaken”
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81 and partly cloudy
In Tegucigalpa, Honduras
Today.
Snowy bits flutter
Downwind from a
Hanes factory, dusting
The cantaloupes as
They vine through
Pest-free fields.
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This post is part of a month-long series of #smallstone found here … Read the rest “The Weather in Honduras”
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My neighbor I don’t
Know him, except he
Grins and hellos us
On our way to school.
My neighbor he parks
Beater cars in the
Road, rims resting
On blacktop.
My neighbor wears
Dark hoodies, and has scruff
On … Read the rest “Repairs”
Nature is a cliche.
Out the window there’s
Another shrub, another
Tree, some oblivious dog– all very busy
Throwing around shadows
Because that’s the deal they
Made with Sun.
A trade of life
For livelong day
Reminders —
Real or… Read the rest “Reminders”
Clouds at
Main stuttered
Into dusk.
Showed me
A memory:
Thanksgiving 2007.
Suzannah, the dog and
A Zip car. My
Brother, alone–
Awkard.
We walked low
Tide sunset
Over sodden
Rippled sand.
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This post is from my poetry series … Read the rest “Clouds at Main”