Nemesis
If you found me this evening time (for such it is), you would know things that have been out of your sight. The way that I put on my skin … Continue Reading Nemesis
IT’S A TRAP!
Hah! Squeak now, smelly one! Study me, damn me, with your hatpin eye. Not much can you say. Not much can you hear with your velvet ear. We don’t need … Continue Reading IT’S A TRAP!
Ember month
Sundown at Nipissing’s shoreline, and the big lake begins its freeze. The soft fire of November’s embers pleases the eye, but can’t warm us. I stand in the cold cold … Continue Reading Ember month
A life, unspoken
I travel on the sidewalk Slow. Farewell to skipping stairs. The certainties I used to know now catch me unawares. I never had the youngbloods’ grin or confidence to spare. … Continue Reading A life, unspoken
By the sea
Clarice sees the Sea, breathes its dreams, soaks in its mists by a foggy rock. When all the world’s compasses begin to list to her true north, Clarice will speak … Continue Reading By the sea
Planters wart
Johnny-come-lately, I plant bulbs stupidly in the cooling earth under powder of snow with a straight spade I dig up cake-flaps of sod I disregard directions and just drop them … Continue Reading Planters wart
a longing
gimme that potato salad with the mustard sauce and the bacon those fried mushrooms with the smell rising mind my big nose pressed flatly against foggy glass approve my flirtatious … Continue Reading a longing
glare
Originally posted on Within A Forest Dark:
Boa, Jonathan Kriz, flickr North Carolina summer night at Mama’s, with Jeff playing with the boa as it arcs and stretches toward the…
The doubtful King
Sober Second Thought’s buckled down, still, on his moldering throne. Wand waving, face saving, keeping the faith. Watching, with detachment, nervous amusement, and what’s close to despair, as things begin … Continue Reading The doubtful King
