Folks like us live
in the past,
or in the future,
but rarely in
the present. Continue reading “Like Us”
Goodbye, Thomas Mac
Goodbye, Thomas Mac,
I saw you swinging in the back,
where the Spaniards built
the gallows in ’53. Continue reading “Goodbye, Thomas Mac”
Dinner with Mab
My dearest Mab,
you haunting queen
of nightmare things, Continue reading “Dinner with Mab”
Arc Lights
The arc-lights are blurred
by condensation
on glass. Continue reading “Arc Lights”
Empty Pot of Gold
The lights brightly
beamed from the heavens,
or so it seemed. Continue reading “Empty Pot of Gold”
I Can Bend…
I can bend like the reeds.
I can bend like the trees. Continue reading “I Can Bend…”
Edward’s Whisper
I fell asleep
as Edward Plunkett
whispered dreams
into my ear. Continue reading “Edward’s Whisper”
Middle Hearts
We are late
to these threadbare lives. Continue reading “Middle Hearts”
The Towers Sway
This city is a ghost town. Continue reading “The Towers Sway”
Unclear
The last storm
cleared a path
with all the force
of a dying gasp. Continue reading “Unclear”
Feather Tips
Bless our mother, the Phoenix,
as she soars above and between us,
reminding us both, that rebirth lay
in a place that can be reached. Continue reading “Feather Tips”
The Horses Blurred
I stood by,
as the horses blurred,
Pegasus neighed,
and the unicorns deferred
to the tiger’s whirr. Continue reading “The Horses Blurred”