Beautiful winged creatures Under clouds they fly. Teachers of Beauty… Teachers of Change that… Each and every moment can be re-arranged! Reminding us the importance of endurance- For the moment and long-term. Lifting our hearts as they take flight- Inspiring us to love one another…

I didn’t use the prompt. We had a pet die this morning and I chose to instead use my hour six poem to write about the chicken.   Nugget   You were sweet and onery Quick to escape and a little bit of fun. We…

Atop the hill he stood, steadfast, immovable revered by the castle and the land beneath its spires Bards spun tales of his skill, his grace, and the wounds that would lead him to his cave He peers out from within the rock face, motion slowed…

The bayou of my mind comes alive as your elbow digs into my ribs. What, now? I ask as you pull my jacket off. Your lipstick tastes like cinnamon, your face beet red from the alcohol, the light-bulb is off and we aren’t even out…

A single tremor like a bell   That Friday, we watched the elk cross the valley below us. Down the road, the orange truck rumbled from beneath the carport where a single lightbulb hung suspended in a thin pool of yellow. The elk flowed around…

i love how beet stains a dark pink/purple hue the color i would imagine blood to be if i didn’t know it was blue underneath this jacket of skin  until a tremor of oxygen turns it a dark rust red the body a bayou  an…

Summer Fugue A good friend is a comfy jacket that matches all your favorite jeans. Or maybe a good friend is the carport where you park your beat-up VW. Calloused elbows rough to the touch, the scent of freshly squeezed lime, love as red and…

I get tremors when I am near you Your cinnamon colored jacket makes my heart beet faster Feeling all elbows and knees, awkward like a preteen when I look into your eyes Buckets of love feels, emit from my carport car radio about you and…

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Harvest   Cinnamon leaves gather in a hush of early dusk. The last of summer moths flock to the lightbulb on the porch wings insistent on warmth. In the air a slight tremor, a shiver as September takes it’s place at the helm of the…