Adam mourned,
“She has trouble
acting normal
when she’s
nervous.”
The Wizard
Today, I overhead
a young man tell a woman,
“I am a wizard.”
Hmm. Perhaps,
he is the wizard
of la boulangerie.
Her Roar and Glower
Between heartbeats
and the bursting
of tiny, tide-washed
bubbles, lurching
drifts of seafoam
cling to black stones,
whilst screaming, “No!”
into the roar and glower
of ol’ Atlantic’s storm.
Many Thousands of Miles
Many thousands
of miles below
those icy kingdoms,
where hope freezes
and sticks against
metal things, Continue reading “Many Thousands of Miles”
Like Stone
I feel so heavy,
like stone or lead. Continue reading “Like Stone”
A Lonely Device
The anvil, uncaring,
unfeeling, unsparing,
sounds a blaring
foghorn-howl. Continue reading “A Lonely Device”
Worth Keeping
A heavy heart, leadened
by the weight of pain, hangs
like a folding star within
some misbegotten frame. Continue reading “Worth Keeping”
These Stars
In this earthen cave,
her mother’s womb,
she prayed for the rain
– the bringer of truth. Continue reading “These Stars”
Long Since Gone
A mantle, bare,
holds no memory
for the old hopes
it once shared. Continue reading “Long Since Gone”
A Moon Hides
It’s a difficult thing
to believe that you’re
no one’s number one
and you’re last in line, Continue reading “A Moon Hides”
Harder than Gold
Granite is
harder than gold. Continue reading “Harder than Gold”