Poems and Pieces Burnt (2013) 17 Apr 2017 I hold the ember in the cup of my hands the uselessly toiling fingers are- Kindling. No longer able to beat out rhythms on an unyielding earth- I hear the…
Fixed Form Writing… Bullet point poetry (draft) 23 Feb 201727 Feb 2017 who am I? the question circles the toilet bowl, gets clogged in the sink. congeals with last nights dinner on paper plates. is forgotten with pennies in the couch cushions. collects dust…
Poems and Pieces… Tumultuous (rough) 15 Dec 2016 Just as my worries gather they ebb- drawn out to sea. The decaying parts of my spirit float on it's discordant waves. Glittering foam catches negative thoughts, they disappear into…