Luna

January 31, 2018

rise swiftly rise gently pay no attention to the names we add onto your beauty even after all these years …

Morning Rush

September 26, 2016

the eye – a crescent slit – half open peering at the city below the moon – still sleepy whispers …

April 4, 2016

(3/30 – 30 Poems in 30 Days – April National Poetry Month) [Prompt: Comparing Rooms] It is cool and sterile …

May 25, 2012

the world is dusted in magic our magic lightly frosted on pine needles and naked branches heated breath on icicle …