Category: Poetry

Smash. Pick apart.Smooth. Lose.Put in. Put out. Matter not handledwithout loss.

Out in isfrom nothing to a wiz.Ask me not to believethis lick is meant to deceivemy eyes alongside my earsin deep repose and melting tiers.…

Parts are parts and parts of parts.All doing their part.The birddog barks at a treeBut doesn’t become a barkbecause of me. The flow is mightier…

The bell tells and I go onsailing out the window and into a pond.A frog croaks casually by my side.I’ll have her legs for lunch…

I’m here to promote “maybe”.“Maybe not” is next in line.The first line’s kind of crazy.The second ends the divine. Say you’re stuck in the beginningand…

I can’t exactly say when It ever was not.So many had always been there unbelieving.From atom to thought let them be enormouslypresent, insistent and obviously…

2DBorders here and there.From them extend lines.Some straight others wiggly.But something is behind.All I know are boundaries.And yet they seem to grow beyond themselvesinto moving giants.Look…

Go nowNow goWhere? WeathertheweatherLast       

Who was dilly and what’s with dally?Did they come forth to dillydally Sally?That’s what it seems. Just a combination of wordsending up flashing signals to…