The dream I had last night didn’t find its way into this poem the way I wanted it to (a poem)

I had this dream in mind from last night, but couldn’t find a place for it here… Get there before it’s too late the road is sludge, so it’s a hard, hard slog but each step follows the last step splashing mud everywhere Good thing clean clothes aren’t that important it’s the work, always the [...]

Frayed (a poem)

A long day. Only one poem, but an improvement on yesterday… Is there another way to make the spark if the first encounter isn’t enough? Disappointment hovers so near the surface I can hide it, but I know it’s still there even as desire stretches me taut and tendons fray All the turmoil hidden thoughts [...]

That’s what Xmas means to me (A poem)

Watching movies on Xmas eve… Lights out, America it’s a full-moon Xmas this year and here I am the night before Xmas eve preparing to sleep alone That’s what Xmas means to me I’ve got a tiny metal tree a nativity scene in a box stockings packed safely away Another silent night? That sounds about [...]

The brandy chronicles (A poem)

As a moderate drinker, I don’t much like the stronger stuff (generally speaking, anything stronger than Bailey’s). Once or twice a year, though, I do enjoy a bit of brandy…   1 Caramel or with coffee smooth in amber deceptively intoxicating bewitching to the senses tingling upon my tongue Given enough time I would drink you [...]