A Most Inopportune Time

My muse often visits me at most inconvenient times With two crows making love on a lamppost When one flies into the city to tell Johnny Something of an urgent manner "Finish up your delivery, and we shall move on with our lives" Warm pizza left in front of an apartment Running from the knocks on the... Continue Reading →

Patience Like Autumn

Waiting for inspiration to strike With lightning as the Archetype And this... This is my flaw   Yes, this is the primeval turnpike I hasten to chase east winds, and ripe The pith... Such is the dawn   This childish heart... seasons are the dike Patience like a typhoon and stipe And I... Not yet a shaw... Continue Reading →

Satirical Dances

For all of his branches The way they hold fast in a breeze For all his expanses Roots anchor to bedrock, he cleaves For nature's advances Battered, poisoned, soil stained and steeped Satirical dances Mourning most at his loss of leaf

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