The collapsing tide lurks
with rogue waves
gathering energy,
swaying to the moon
until it returns to upend
the diligent castles
we’ve built of sand
Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 5:30 PM UTC
Three princesses born of no man,
Touched magic with infant hands
Grasping, culling, casting
Three princesses dwelling
Where no man can
Jun 16, 2020
Jun 16, 2020 at 1:41 PM UTC
The light of shadows,
dim and incomplete,
hold memories
thin and indiscreet
Jun 15, 2020
Jun 15, 2020 at 5:53 PM UTC
Two months ago I lamented the lack of silence
between cars passing.
Never a full moment, never a breath
where the sound of one approaching
or one leaving did not intrude
upon the silence of the wind in my trees,
or the birds in my yard.
Now there are stretches of moments
where no car, motorbike, or truck
blemishes the peace.
Long moments I cherish,
until the blare of the next ambulance.
Apr 24, 2020
Apr 24, 2020 at 12:08 PM UTC
Fallow;
ice scarred and sun scorched,
untilled and untillable,
thrush, worn, and wasted
Bones of the land,
grow inward from the shore
White coral sand blossoms
and burns at the edges;
dry, blasted
our broken lands
Apr 22, 2020
Apr 22, 2020 at 9:21 PM UTC