in a sad time,
i dreamed i was Continue reading “Paper Ash”
Lash yourself tightly,
against the night’s pull. Continue reading “Sail the Dream Sea”
I’ve got a chill
I can’t shake. Continue reading “Freezing”
Take care, little bird,
for I fear the eagles
have heard you fluttering
against this feeble wind. Continue reading “Little Bird”
Against the brisk wind
the cattails are twisted
and split. Continue reading “Split Velvet”
As these cresting waves break,
sea foam tries to take me
by the ankles,
drawn out,
to be
one
with
the
When the glow of god
failed me, I prevailed
upon the amber elixir,
ye olde feeling-fixer, Continue reading “Empty Barrels”
Your star is bright,
but it shines
for such a short time. Continue reading “Your Star is Bright”
Autumn snuck in
through the back door.
Tipsy, yet ever-elegant,
she quietly avoided
the creaking floorboards,
and draped her shawl
over Mother’s favorite chair. Continue reading “Autumn Draped Her Shawl”
There is no pearl
to be found
in these eddies and swirls,
yet,
the grains of sand
in our guts
Continue reading “Sand in our Guts”
I need the
clearest nectar,
or a new flower,
blossoming and
so vibrant in
her color,
that I will wonder
if it is all
a trick of light. Continue reading “Green Needles”
Whiskey’s wounds,
infected,
leave an evil smell
on the lips of the sailor, Continue reading “Damned to the Amber Waves”