Category: Writing

A Short Poem It Fades She did love me once, if only for a night— it fades and it fades by the hour and by the day— what was once so real is distant memory.

A Short Poem Adrift He finally sees the morrow— when all that’s left is blindness— when all hope’s lost for land or shore— only squalls or deadly tempest, or ma...

A Short Poem Shameless Gestures You come only when I call with this solitary voice– you listen– only when these bare-toothed baubles, brimming with promise both...

A Short Poem Between Two Seas Look upon the young faces, and see a springtide that lasts forever. Look upon the old faces, and see the dead on graves’ precipice...

A Short Poem Uncommon Heart I first saw my heart hanging in the sky and cried, “Share your secrets, Uncommon Heart.” I was born that day yet those w...

A Poem Was It Last Night or a Life Ago? Was it last night or a life ago? When I was an old, frightened Pharaoh turning in hapless circles like a wounded ape— my...

A Short Poem God’s Eye In the sky at me stared God’s eye. “I see you, God!” I cried. Answered the sky: “A voice distant calls, of ...

A Short Poem Conversation with a Dog Me: Melancholy creature whose master is man, we are none without our overlords. Let us weep—you and I together— for our inh...