brief cool green hour interrupted by sunrise_ pierced with waves of shimmering heat
Jun 2, 2012
Jun 2, 2012 at 10:34 AM UTC
betta circles his glassy world wondering what's beyond the curve
May 28, 2012
May 28, 2012 at 1:05 PM UTC
babbling syllables_ some strange ur-language before civilization sets in
May 20, 2012
May 20, 2012 at 5:02 PM UTC
blushing oleander flowers beckon_inhale my dizzy deadly breath
May 20, 2012
May 20, 2012 at 4:57 PM UTC
infused with moonlight, casting sharp shadow_ i hear first whippoorwill
May 6, 2012
May 6, 2012 at 11:26 AM UTC
sloe-eyed night-children wander aimlessly, searching for something else
Apr 29, 2012
Apr 29, 2012 at 5:38 PM UTC
Soul settled deep in this nest of solitude, incubating Self
Apr 29, 2012
Apr 29, 2012 at 5:29 PM UTC
at the end of the chilly day,
the edge of the woods is alight-
tall trees and low flickering fire-line
against the pale western sky.
the fierce blaze, wind-driven holocaust
burned hot and hard across the land.
the dancing fire-devils are gone.
a flashing firetruck waits
in the smoky air, the faint crackling radio
echoes the dying pops of the embers-
the quick snapping flare
of a pitchpine stump bright
against the long shadows.
God and man have fired
these woods for all time.
the neighbors congregate to watch
and talk, or lend a hand.
we walk the mile-long line
with our shovels and rakes,
soot-covered and coughing
to ensure the fire is dead.
crazy old sanders shouts
to us from the road:
"ticks and snakes! a fire's good!
it kills the ticks and snakes!"
he rides away on his bicycle-
a voice crying out in the night.
i believe him yet i bend to
blackened boots to check
my weary ankles for
signs of life.
Apr 24, 2012
Apr 24, 2012 at 9:57 AM UTC
hasty poet scribbling
unwilling to wait
while the world sinks in.
and the poem arrives.
Apr 22, 2012
Apr 22, 2012 at 8:54 PM UTC