
My Poetry and Prose Blogology




A Shrill Moon
“howls revere spring nights
her masked moon shivers tales
in strawberry light…”





My Old Eyes
“now—as my old eyes fade into flint
to humbly close in a fading entropy
I hope to carry one precious virtue
to a never-ending world of spirits”







Mothers’ Day
“who taught us how to love
in a love-forgotten world
who spread their beauty
upon nature’s own beauty”


Becoming Infinity
“I linger in the light
squinting in silver curiosity
exploring the snarled calculus
of this mystifying universe…”


Clouds Cloak Fervent Suns
“clouds cloak fervent suns
helping us grow and stand firm
in soft rains of hope”