Category Archives: Poetry

You know the feeling: waking up staring to the right where

Take these incendiaries with you on the trail: let the words themselves be fat and resinous; impregnate the charcoaled ink with paraffin; and may the whole be written upon the scroll

I pause and breathless gasp at stars which loose ten thousand brilliant shafts through narrowed iris, fluoresce cones.

Come, gather ’round and square your minds with an aquiline profile

The love that blossoms from the bud which perishes unfolds forever.

Tell me, are you amazed at the African mud swallow which builds its tiny nest on the sides of tall reeds

Many-faceted shining bits     of what we said and did, they filter softly down     and crowd around my knees.

every   poem          is a            camel

69 Down, “Ascend, 2 wds.”:  G-O-U-P 70 Down, “Rose sniffer”:  N-O-S-E 87 Across, “Yearn for.”

I came to the river at breaking of day, and dropped into clear, still waters.