echoes of narkissos
There’s a numbness in your sadness…
Category: poetry
cor primum
I’ve heard some say, ‘reason reigns.’
bittersweet
Inevitably, Pain and Love are banded…
winterwhile
An ache the late season achieves.
i am poetry
I am poetry.
a song stolen
Somber are the tones of the porch-chime…
sandbox souvenirs
When I was Icarus on a banana-seat Schwinn…
bizarre bazaar
Life is an esplanade…
semi-souled sorrow
So were the halves of one homeless man…
where chains remain
He sighed, “Unwelcome, yes, but I had to come…To beg of you your private shoulder…”
missed marks
Hope has no mark missed more markedly…
uncompliant
Give in? They say don’t. And I won’t…
a sailor’s dream
…it’s okay for my heart to have a few irreconcilable differences with my mind…
quizzing glass
To decipher the whispering hieroglyphs hung…
RF1: drift
The slow drift of sea can sink in sorrow the very heart of man…
WINDSTREWN 