#SUNDAYPOETRY - JANUARY, PART V
V WE TAKE SOLACE IN THINGS OF THIS EARTH LEFT TO REMEMBER: OLD CLOTHES IN PLASTIC BAGS, A LOCK OF HAIR YOUR NAME, SCRATCHED IN THE PALM...
#SUNDAYPOETRY - JANUARY, PART IV
IV AND IN THE DISTANCE, TWO PERSPECTIVE LINES SWEETENED BY THE TIME YOU SAT IN THAT VERY SPOT FOR A PHOTOGRAPH AS WE WALK THE RED DOOR...
#SUNDAYPOETRY - JANUARY, PART II
II BLACK ICE BLACK ICE TRANSPARENT THROUGH THE TREES LINE THE PATHWAY; THE ROAD TO THE LEFT IS LIT IN AMBER GLOW, IN ROWS OF FLOWERS. A...
#SUNDAYPOETRY - JANUARY, PART I
I IN HEAVEN’S CRADLE THERE IS A PHOTOGRAPH OF FOUR OF US SURROUNDING A TREE IN A PARK IN THE ALBERTA WINTER, FLAT LANDS, A PARK EMPTY OF...
#SUNDAYPOETRY - DEPARTURE
DEPARTURE DESPONDENT, BY THE WAYSIDE I FEEL YOU BESIDE ME. APART FROM ME, YOU ARE A PART OF ME I CAN FEEL YOU ARE GONE, I CAN TELL YOU...
SUNDAY POETRY #3 - I LIVE IN MY CONCRETE HOUSE
I LIVE IN MY CONCRETE HOUSE A CONCRETE HOUSE HAS BUT ALL TO BEAR ELONGATED BY THOSE LINES BUT HEAVY WITH SITTING WEIGHT WE COULD POKE...
