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Her smile, like fragrance,bridges great distances.Scattering days into the wind—while a crimson leaf eddies in a stream,seeking escape,like a kiss. #25wtT tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle

Maybe I’ll see you this winterwhen the limbs go cold and emptyMaybe you’ll say yes, and we’ll walk,palms pressed and fingers interwovenbelow a glaucous sky at dusk The looming weight of a snowfallhas already absconded withthe echoes of our footfall.We … Continue reading →

https://on.soundcloud.com/gIbmBjcAxlBPZq0Vpu(if you can’t get to soundccloud, the mp3 link is below the lyrics) Roads Decay A faded line on the blacktopAlong a two lane county roadScores of golden haystacksTap a highway’s Morse code The meadows belly risesAs the diesel trucks … Continue reading →

One that does notFade with dust and timeFound me unpreparedMy gates unlatchedCaught in blissful unawaresWhere I heard the soundOf approaching steps,Or were they departing “Can you stay a while,”I ask the one, to myselfAnd in my ear I hear anunbetrayable, … Continue reading →

When i was a locked treasure chestLove poured in through the keyholeA cold lake cupped by a leafless forestIt laughed with each breath i drewAnd i trembled with each longed-for kiss It stole Love scurried off with the father in … Continue reading →

I write of starsLike people I chance uponExplaining them in glittered ink, butWe cannot know themUnless they are far awayAnd the sky is blackLike the pretty girl I saw at the counterThe one I fell in love withBefore we said … Continue reading →

The burden we poets carryOur love poems within whichwe refer to as “he, she, you“So many imagine it themor fear it someone else. Dear beloved pronoun…I have fallen in love with youin poems written before I knew youand lines I’ve yet … Continue reading →

This one will come to meWhen i dim the lantern,The trees shine,and cobalt blue softensInto the obsidian skyWe will say we were never twoAs the moon completes itself,Half fulland half new. tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle

You will feel my presence again one dayin some timeless, placeless placeMaybe walking your dog through neighboring fieldswith the morning sun warming your face, its rays painting copper in your tresses,released in the whispering breezeAt first just a trace, then … Continue reading →

#25wtT, a series (each stanza, 25 words) This night,we parliament of owls,perched in boughs;ones who find comfortwithin the forest of thosewho love us,nest, thorn and rose. Each morning I look for You in the eastas the forest looks toward the … Continue reading →