Say goodbye
to the Kings
of Atlanta.
Weave their story
into the tapestry
of your life. Continue reading “The Kings of Atlanta”
Say goodbye
to the Kings
of Atlanta.
Weave their story
into the tapestry
of your life. Continue reading “The Kings of Atlanta” →
Grey Decembers
are a dark age
of numbing loss. Continue reading “Grey Decembers” →
In-time,
take a another step,
holding her thorny gift.
The autumnal turn
sets deep in the world
and pulls at leaves
by the handful. Continue reading “Uncooperative” →
I fell through a crack,
a space-between,
I slipped ‘neath the layers,
and found the seam. Continue reading “Untwisting” →
“You seem sad,”
she said, summer-eyed,
through the window Continue reading “Summer Eyes” →
21:49.
The crickets cry
as the darkness
reminds them to sing. Continue reading “Among the Crickets” →
Today we gathered on the shore
and said goodbye to lovers long-gone
or farewell to the grandmothers
whose loving hands felt so warm. Continue reading “Farewell to the Grandmothers” →
The rain goes on,
pattering, awash,
in glistening ribbons
along the road Continue reading “The Rain Goes On…” →
How far will
the reeds bend
in this summer wind? Continue reading “The Reeds Bent” →
A heavy heart, leadened
by the weight of pain, hangs
like a folding star within
some misbegotten frame. Continue reading “Worth Keeping” →
Lost ‘twixt
clacking and clicks,
bound, affixed,
behind the wicket,
slither and hiss,
lurking, the wicked
shudder in their bliss. Continue reading “Behind the Wicket” →