It doesn’t shine from the sun It isn’t squeezed from an orange or found in the swirl of a nautilus shell I can’t order it off the menu no matter how loud the tenors sing opera on the piazza at sunset It isn’t revealed in the crooked tilt of Ripley’s Believe it or Not house […]
I joked at the last Spoken Word Open Mic that I write an inch of poetry to my friend Mara’s yard. Not only is she a more prolific poet than me but she can memorize her poetry and perform it like nobody’s business. Below is my poetic inch of a contribution for the month of […]
You’re golden I’m red delicious Basking in the sun’s October glory You’re Adam I’m Eve Fallen from the hold of daily duties Love is the fruit freely given Post notes: You can see the same tree in photo #4 full of blossoms in the spring HERE. Apple picking plays a big role in Joe’s and […]
An unlikely weapon Empty white paper A blood sister’s razor sharp complaint Red vertical line on horizontal blue is a thin excuse a slow to heal stinging edit a poet’s occupational hazard
We put stars in poems like we name subdivisions after lakes that aren’t there like we name football teams after Indian tribes and put animal ornaments on sprinkler wet lawns while polar bears drown and sea otters become endangered We put stars in poems like we sprinkle salt on summer corn but eat it out […]
Last little corner of the porch on a lifeboat following the sun Westward light is sinking low Soon I’ll be drowning in shadow
I won’t cry over a spilled summer drained empty like the last gulp down the sink I won’t squeeze another beach day out of August mourn the blueberries of July dripped dry I will lay in the low slant of late sunflower light I will soak up the gold of a perpetual setting sun
A border collie is droned to sleep by the porch swing creak tin pie plates catch wind in the garden A deer wags its white tail while grazing bruised apples Hummingbirds and mud daubers buzz No one comes down the winding dirt driveway Fruit thumps like footsteps hitting ground Post note: While working at the […]
A cherry sinking down in a cocktail of sea I’m drunk with the beauty of a sun drenched evening
Punctuated poetry with arbitrary line breaks is like prose poured into a little black dress Every period that stops where a line already has is a button waiting to pop Every comma that dangles at the edge of empty space is a thread that could lead to unraveling Every new line capitalized in the middle […]
I want a poem I can live happily ever after with even if we fight I want a compatible poem with a surprising contradiction and a line that holds open a door I want a poem that will talk to me but one that won’t say what it thinks I want to hear I want […]
Human voices muffle in the lullaby of tide Overhead jets like flies to swat sting as they pass Skin glows pink under filtered light of a nylon beach umbrella The crinkle of newpaper book pages turning rustle like breakers on salted air Wave after wave Out of the blue My thoughts surface and sink My […]
