Commanding the room The largest lead weight On the rubber sheet Of social intrigue Little ball-bearings Scattered in patterns Move at a distance But never too far Prompt: Concrete imagery Form: Unrhymed quatrains  

Midday, June Inside, my big mutt dog, who looks like an Anatolian but whose mother is surely a Great Pyrenees, sprawls across my treadmill all snores, ivory fur, and black face. Outside, the sky is smudged charcoal, the air that peculiar clear green I’ve only…

creamy white fungi grow on lone, leafless branches of chaos-theory fig trees in mid-April: spring weather arrives late this year

rain drops falling onto the glass sliding downards slowly and fast catching up with the others forming patterns and lines a race to reach the bottom of the window and still you say there is nothing to watch

Trust You made it, and I’m so proud look at the way you handle the now You faced me with all you had and now you see I am not that bad Once you see I am another part of you you’d never question what…

Birthday rose the color of purity, or brand new, unused cloth diapers, (I remember those days so fondly.) The green leaves are the same shade as the grass my sweet husband mows. Standing as tall as 150% the height of the vase (I don’t really…

The stormy day has come barreling towards us, I sit and whisper misgivings to your ear, We should remember this when the air is clear, And I think on your vodka drenched lips, And the heat burning between us, And I wonder where we could…

Dawn brings fractured fragments: a murder of ebony crows scattered across a wire, inky feathered music notes – treble clef, octave, breve. That incessant sun, he’s a lemon -orange scorched ping-pong ball plopping up where he doesn’t belong. A stone-washed sky breathes her secrets to…

Like, o.m.g. why are they creepin’ behind me? I know I’m all that and totally amazing. But these stalkers are really just crazy!   It was just one night, that gave them such delight. I can’t help it if they want my body, this perfection…

Boogeyman Don’t look back, don’t turn around do you really want to be found? Check the cell, no damn reception did you think you’d be the exception? Trying to flee and the car doesn’t start it seems that none of you are very smart Girls…