The Cheatgrass and the Scythe There's an old farmer's tale called "The Cheatgrass and the Scythe," where we give gratitude to our pendulum hands Every spring, the cheatgrass creeps near like a thief...
October. Summer's incessant bloom whittles on- though in the pith of fall, leaves twitch red through the eddy at eventide. Once we sat short-sleeved in a river house, lolled in thought of dreams thick...
Its not finished yet. Just wanted to see if its okay so far. _____________________________________________________________ Raw lucidity in the clouds stretched like a linen cape; I strode beside the...
Its not finished yet. I just wanted to see what these two stanzas might convey to people. As always, thanks for the comments folks. Nearby the iron bark tree my fathers flesh drafted to ashes,...
Does the usage of this word make sense in this opening stanza (vellum) taking in account the poetic license? Thanks for the advice folks. 'Give me the night; a canvas of stars tattooed to the vellum...
'From The Streets To The Hudson' Avenues plugged into the pulse of concrete where wedge-shaped skyscrapers shoulder the horizon; I see a parade of tourists, musing upon tower tops piercing the...
'From The Streets To The Hudson' Smog plugged into a polyphonic dome and concrete blossoms under my heels; removed from Irish fields, where frothy ambrosia turns luminous, curling the silken sheet of...
'Cafe Angelika Revisited' Twilight's saffron haze reduced to memory as light strengthens its spars over the horizon silhouetted gossamer, woven upon ash wood and hedge taut like strings on a violin...
The word PREEN, I know what it means and it does have different meanings. I'm trying to use it in one of my poems. 'the first kiss preened from your lips, revived this weary traveler' Is this correct,...
'From My Terrace Down' Twilight's saffron haze reduced to memory as light strengthens its spars over the horizon silhouetted gossamer woven upon ash wood and hedge taut like strings on a violin from...