View From a Parking Lot at 6 am – A Sonnet

chalky sky, rorschach trees, songbirds stirring. cruel breeze rustling through slated overgrowth, subdued ‘neath viscous weight. raindrops spurring sediment’ry displacement, bound by oath. a lone squirrel bounds from limb to limb, bending weathered branches silhouetted against the blue hour. sullen, overcast, fending off the heat of blooming hours, incensed. puddles like rippling continents flowing into…

Ashen Bed of the Lake of Fire – A Cywydd Llosgyrnog

heaven explodes with champagne fire matchstick treetops conduct fierce choirs snapping limbs tire cracking sharp timbered titans tumble beneath aqueous cinder flowing seethes drowned earth still breathes ashen bark

The Word Exchange – A Blank Verse Poem

so many words are wasted in a day exhausted in tedious dialogue haphazardly inserted in emails frivolously texted without a thought lavishly painted purple in our prose pretentiously spouted in poetry repetitively belted out in song meandering in legato fashion excruciating staccato pacing exchanging words without a second thought ringing hollow like a dead tree…

Natural Jazz

look out towards latticed crust forestry heaving upon the tide of heavy wind laced in crystalline distillate – how sorrowful their posture barren in midwinter dull and grey – fenced off by toasted oat reeds fibrous weeds flourishing amidst the desaturated landscape – at times i believe i’m searching for color – that if I…

The Sagacity of the Stream

i watched across the water on a bank lined with dying trees rotten roots reaching out beyond the sinking silt – sun bleached dried and eagerly seeking to sate in desperation a thirst unquenched – gnarled fingers poke like porous bones body tilts towards tumbling tide – there’s an island in the center stream receding…