Sunday, February 22, 2015

Artwork Featured Here

http://poppyroadreview.blogspot.com/

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Solitaire


I am hopeful
when the down-facing
deck is full of secrets.
The reds and blacks
slide into their
numerical places
their suits
beautifully useful.
I don't want to
exhaust too quickly
the supply of
what I don't know,
try to sort the bright
up-turned faces,
until I finally
see the traps
and can't undo them.
I submit with
the single seven of clubs
blocked by the ill-chosen
six of hearts,
and the fuel of
secrets exhausted.

Sunday, February 08, 2015

My poem in GNOSIS – A Poetry Journal


http://gnosisonline.net/

Friday, February 06, 2015

They Were Just Shadows


It was late
in the afternoon
of the sixth day.
The sun was
tinting the trees
orange. The forest had
saved the heat,
but when we passed
through the shadows,
blue, they were very dark.