I started posting poems on my website years ago, with the intention of sharing a poem every day. Over the years, ‘Poem-a-Day’ became more like ‘Poem-a-Month,” sometimes ‘Poem-a-Fortnight.’ I can’t vouch for the quality of the poems, but I’ll try to post one every day, and hope t…
Thank you all for continuing to read these poems-a-day. I need to take another break until the fall, but I appreciate you subscribing, and supporting m…
To Seed The suicide goes To seed Like shell into shot Or self into all And through what Remains of the year Comes up All over the place People point Hi…
The Tsunami Before the tsunami The sea sucked out Revealing temples Never before seen Astonished The villagers walked out To see them While the fisherm…
Vines As they are now, Greenless vines Set in a dry, chalky hillside, It seems impossible They will ever leaf out And swell with clusters. Unlikely tha…
Dior She mis pronoun ced it ‘Dier’ as in one who has died or ‘Dyer’ one who dyes clothes and when her friend corrected her laughed and with out mis sin…
Truancy God as a boy Skipping school Instead of a stone He holds a bird In his hand Throws the bird At the water Hits a fish God has good aim Now God i…
Driftwood is like the eyes of those who have politely but firmly declared they will no longer be eating. Something it turns out wasn’t essential has fa…
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