Category: Poetry
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not much feel-good when the circumstances outweigh the circus bit
a chimpanzee breaks free from her keepof menagerie walls to roam war-torn streets. little could she know, the state of decaybeyond the display. habitable jungle? continents away, the zoologist though, without a qualm from cautionary stories,“keeper’s face torn off by chimp” type inflammatory sensationalization, didn’t have to suggest much or ask;when the rain started, she […]
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You Know Her?
A forlorn tang of wonder lingers on the tongue of response,how many stories has she been diminishedfrom title to subtextjust the scrap of a final wordpearched at the end of their testiment,a stain on a duvetfolded over and laundered down to the last threadso minimized that a closer look could cause offense,how many snapshots or […]
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Spate
how closeare you keeping to the rabid streamwaded in hip to knee,are your arms out to stabilizethe current threateninglethal precedentevident in the grand jury of fishermen,feet planted in the thick mud of the shoreraincoated arms crossed pretentious and sure,bobbers floating in the cascade you bracewhich they assert equates an equal stake in the outcomehow closewill […]
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a rising tide lifts all
The sun came in with glabrous qualms,demanding a presence before the chilled seasons were done;it seared past the clouds, and scared off the rain;the may flowers withered into fertile beds again.In the center of the town, though, the people rejoiced,buying bathing suits and sandals for double last year’s average price;salt and shovels were haphazardly shoved […]
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They Called Her Star Dust
I often write about people we’ve lost to make sure they aren’t forgotten. New poem published in SPLASH! Click here to read the full poem.
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