Grieving for you, brings me sorrow.
Once burning love, gone tomorrow.
Our words our bonds our great haiku.
Death not erased, lost without you.
Be one with me, we'll write again.
Your words your bond... Read More
Love is like a racehorse wearing
blinkers to avoid being distracted
from the prize.
My blinded eyes shut tight, I
can't see Jack through my hot, salty,
moist tears, but I catch a glimmer
of light... Read More
On my three-inch by two-inch phone screen
I frantically type to meet a deadline,
all the while the printed paper's ink
has settled into both my left and right hands,
burrowing deep into my... Read More
I stand above her
my literary edge.
A Siren's beckoning call
"Jump in feet first."
For the first time in years
my senses awakened
reverberating my soul
while cleansing my torn and
tattered, ashen fingers.
Refreshes my... Read More
To celebrate National Poetry Writing Month, as well as Take A Chance Day, I am teaming up with GoDaddy on a poetry contest. Details are forthcoming, but here is a little... Read More