Poetry

"...our lives had become a novel..."

"...Walking the battlefield of Gettysburg..."

"...Please let there be light at the end of that tired tunnel..."

"...Pull the stars down..."

"...writing his heart out..."

"... imagined fears of harm..."

"...a lighthouse somewhere in the foggy distance..."

"...Who creates such woe? ..."

"...I held my breath for a century..."

"...we kept the tank engines running all night long..."

"When vice, sleaze and greed sneeze..."

"...slogs and limps of this withered day..."

"...My heart became a body of thoughts..."

"... sexy and sensitive and everywhere..."

Memories in haiku

"...found here in the wakening light..."

Collaborative Tan-renga

"...Bruce Wayne’s still got all of the money..."

"...We hurt others with burns that bruised us..."

"...a vivid picture in the mind of the reader..."

"...like some kind of post-post-modern abstract sculpture..."

"...a verse that splatters with golden ochre..."

...our sanctuary with high school barely behind us...

"... trilling song of wonder filling the air..."

"...the sound of water echoes..."

"...Just funny how you said it..."

"If I'm sometimes insolent..."

"...the guardian of many blissful melancholies..."

"...Solar energy is life..."

"...unlettered in those with feathers..."