Will I lay out my heart//On the ravenous, blank page//Will I finally start to start//Or sit, stagnant, in a rage...
Not Quite So
Just for Me to See
The way her warm light nourishes//Is intoxicating... Enchanting...
Overcast Poetry
The clouds loll overhead//In lazy, lilting billows...
A Romantic Thought
What a romantic thought it is//To have a romantic thought...
Chasing Echoes
I'm left chasing echoes in small, empty rooms...
The Hummingbird’s Keep
Sing the toadstool fast asleep that hummingbirds may earn their keep...
Edge of Feign
When was the last time that you picked a leaf, studied its edges, traced its veins...
A Waiting in the Seaside Mist
The river is faithful...
Without
It is sometimes no wonder whatsoever that my breath is bated and my words spared
December Rose 