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Category: Poems

  • A New Sonnet in Iambic Tetrameter

    I’m here with you up in the Sun. We’ve come together, shadow soul. Today the mountain’s song’s begun. Those guarding clouds have let us go. We’re born from rays that blossom light, when he appeared and took her hand.. The jewel of our mind shines bright. The space ahead is diamond land. Where once we…

  • New Poem: A Natural

    “A Natural” I won’t say the things that I have to say, the feelings furrow all alone in the autumn mist, until you finally get up and walk away, and the chills that have eyes blow us their last, snowy, purpley kiss. I cascade over the heights of your frozen, mountaintop world. I skate upon…

  • New American Poem: Stay Composed

    “Stay Composed” There’s something so deep in my heart in each cell of me, swimming along this river of the night so dark, speaking to another century. I am the hand that swims through your sea for some missing piece of gold. I am the rose that blooms from your seed In a deep, hidden…

  • New Poem: “Something Spins Around”

    Something spins around I still think the Genie must spin. What is happening now? Why are we in the shape we’re in? The Goat sucks at the root. I walk miles in the snow. There’s nothing we can do. I’m kept warm by your eyes glow. It’s not about me, nor not about me But…

  • Today is Emily Dickinson’s Birthday. So, I Should Write a Poem

    Everything points your way; You can see the golden eye. What the Queen has bequeathed to stay home runs and apple pies loft back into your sky. Each ruinous nation rejects finally even the fallen tree; Above the skies stares salvation where still the angels sing. Where were you when she was born? You were…

  • Poem: “Out There”

    There’s something about standing here. Purple lake. You lake monsters curl around Nessie’s frame while locked inside twirls Nessie’s babe. The bark peeled away, the arrow fires straight through the cotton woods where the vision stood. One can hear the fields ticking, the silence purring Delta blues Bitches brew. The vision spirals inward to that…