The face is gone brick came through windshield thrown from the back of a work truck graceful, in a perfect line like it had wings sent by God and physics to annihilate face and head so that there’s nothing to grieve except limbs, legs and…

A roll of the dice is all life really is One shot Two choices Three decisions Four outcomes Five secrets Six ways to make or break you  

the grey leviathans of the sky float towards the horizon as the gods begin to smile upon them delighted to see their babies come home they painted them with colors never before seen and the leviathans danced among themselves on their long trek across the…

It happened in the bayou      yes way down in the bayou.  The streets were iridescent       in their darkness, Each lightbulb atop a tall      pole, broken and shattered.  A slight magical scent of cinnamon      floated in the dark…

Green wall with a diamond shape Looking at my phone Green Hooded sweater Sitting all alone. I am not a clone I am just an image We are not apart It is just a scrimmage. 10 more poems to finish I am filled with venoms…

Poetry O sweet spontaneity people, what makes them tick the possible demise thick words of philosophy, perspective and art and a prick (not what you think) these have sometimes naughty looks an assumed part of role not necessarily beauty . how eyes of the beholder…

I couldn’t guess the bicycle, I couldn’t guess the song, I couldn’t find the library, but I could ride along, along, and search for clues. I’ve got at least one, in the friend I have in you.   We spiraled to the Pagoda, looked down…

I pray differently now No bells, whistles, thou’s or therefore’s I pray mostly like a fool Just foolish enough to trust silence Will laugh at my arrogance And bandage my wounds I pray like a man who knows endings And who trusts next steps I…

I have from time to time misplaced my faith in searching I reflexively pat my pockets like making sure I leave home with wallet, keys not trivializing the nature of my faith reminiscent of school days searching lost and found box for missing mitten my…

A little girl ran out to her garden The wide range of colors that Nature spread fascinated her Smelling the fragrance she caressed them Goose bump their velvety touch created on her tender skin She closed her eyes and savored the warm feeling Suddenly a…