Ode to Him
Poem In my youth I never knew It was then I was suspicious I looked under and above all Yes, completely occupied with mental ambition. Instead of seeing what was contagious Actively going about...
Category: Poetry
Carbon Dust
Poem Life is like a burning ember crackling on the edge of an inferno but the flames never arrive instead the slow consumption of the soul when heat rises to the point of combustion...
Ordinary Awakening
I nurse a cup of coffee at the kitchen table, staring out the storm door. The darkness will crack at any moment. Inky black will fade to a deep purple, before transforming into a...
Those Toy Crabs
The last line of sunlight on the western horizon. A ruffle of papers, the rattle of a ceiling fan. A memory of the plastic crabs that I had come to possess. Was it at...
That Black Trench Coat
The late 1910s. Grandpa Vuolo wore it on those cold days when he looked for work. It was black wool, fine as camel hair, with a raised collar and large button; the coat easily...
Tears Filled by Fears
Poem What do you seek of me As I look at you , tearing What can I do for you As I see you failing. While you dwell in your sorrow I see...
The Red Ribbon
Poem Night music Drifting with a stranger Feeling a slight sense of beautiful danger Trust feels so exciting The world is expanding Smiling at the unknown Dancing, feeling connected Swept away The world...
Completing the Chore
The dishwasher hums, and the whooshing of its water drowns out the crickets. I eat my oatmeal out of Frankie’s Frosted Flakes bowl: not another clean one remains. warm aftertasteempty pill containersbeside bottles
T.V. Queens and Other Harlequin Knights
Free Verse Poem Hemingway lay down and Dylan swayed the grinding hordes to forsake their caste blues for incense kindled at the fountainhead of avarice while dandy clowns pimp preening puppets to perform...
I Hate When I Am Loving You
Break Up Poems Why don’t you leave? My thoughts, my home? Desert, run and flee- my heart an icy stone. Turn my memories into ashes. Burn them and make me forget! Your eyes,...
Tonal Stitching
How do we keep up this farce? If this question is directed at me tell you what get two strands of thread and a needle pray real hard to sterilize the point prick your...
