Poetry

   Location Where are my shoes? In the shoe bin. I can’t find my pencils! They’re on the table. I’ve lost my favorite t-shirt! Dresser, third drawer down. If only it was...

 Love Anyone? There's a love that adopts to this technological society like a third hand from fancy microwave ovens to a ten-foot-tall refrigerator with double freezer doors. It can pull back...

    Just Another Child Between the trees I ran hiding All night long Village to village to village... Just another invisible child Trying to survive Between the trees The stars are falling...

    Powder Puff The slender red needles On the dark green platter Tacked with hardknots And stitched, When I asked for the name Said Powder Puff And Laughed Recalled the earthly declaration That eyes...

    Winterlude Tell me about December The soft sigh of the latches The clouded mirrors In the washroom Resolutions smudged They peep out again In a trail of ants Their adventures...

    I Think of the Past The night is clear as glass. I observe a new moon while it’s still there. Wind rustles dead leaves in snow-covered grass. I think of...

    Allium sativum My guts abhor you as much as you abhor my guts and every chance I get I damn you like a sadist mirror showing the lady perfectly clothed swearing...

    Among the Flowers Here, alight on my fingertip. However, fresh from its cocoon, the black and gold butterfly chooses the nearest flower over the poet, though a wing almost touches as it...

    God God yawns and rakes a hand through silver hair, pulls faces, tweaks noses. God’s life is not as one supposes. God is always neatly dressed,...

    -1- Not now, not in this room, Too many clouds, waves, rowdies and easy nights, So they’re giving up the whole shebang, Those desecrated skies where she would...