My Poetry and Prose Blogology
Small Again
“there are times—I wish I could be small again
holding tight to azure dreams of an old friend
a mind—that once reliably waited on my voice
in dark partitions of my steely—spinning fears”
Life is Hard
“long after all my enraged eruptions end
earthquake shudders soften into silence
penetrating diamonds of harsh hails hush”
Photo and inspiration courtesy of Charlie Lansche— lastchancegallery.com
My Basement Leftovers
“time to clean my secret escapes of time
old objects from young cinnamon days
strewn in dusty heaps of past adventures…”
My Tattered Fleece
“I was reared amid the highlands
as a disheveled mountain goat…”
Photo Courtesy of Rod Sorenson— rcoakley.com