Barely breaking daylight, doggies on the bank, and a broken line knotted over, under, and again to hold the slippery catch. I wade deeply into the center where there is no calm, casting an offering; an alm for the fish gods.    

after hours of watching a blooming magnolia… after good morning wishes soft moonlight

An encounter with an extra terrestrial: My intellectual burial.   An entire dictionary ahead, A thesaurus with a blend Of colours and sensations, All the precise evocations Of things that within our lexical limitations We cannot comprehend With our basic communications… And all the frustrations, Because…

So I go strolling And it isn’t very long before I find I’m in a place I don’t belong I wandered down this alley because I’d switched off all my thinking And now I’m here I understand that I’m figuratively sinking Why else would I…

Walking through a meadow With weapons in her hands She’s searching for the one, The criminal who fled. He took her loved ones lives He cut into their hearts He laughed as they all fell, And so he marked his death. Training in the shadows…

The young urban woman longs. She doesn’t know for whom yet. The young urban woman has friends. They tell each other which dresses not to buy. The young urban woman has money. This helps her buy dresses she doesn’t wear. The young urban woman has…

I use no watercolours this time… weaving a multicoloured group African fish  

You can’t say sci-fi If you want us to take you Seriously Don’t use time travel Post-modern SF holds it Unrealistic Any fool can write, But science fiction is a Highly refined art Prompt: Genre poetry Form: Linked haikus    

You got the secret in your bag Your bag is in the middle of the road Exactly in the middle of the crossroad There is no cat in your bag But nobody knows it Nobody knows The secret is in your bag   The secret…

While the bees buzzed and the trees sighed, I was not yet created. You were only ten Moving in unknown terrain Seeking their attention Desperate to belong. I was poised at the end of the tree thorn Waiting to bestow upon your brow The kiss…