That tribal celebration that always comes before the big battle scene (a poem)

I spent a good chunk of the afternoon trying to write one of those Important Statement poems that appear every once in a while. It was not working, however, coming across at various points as either too earnest, too forced, or both. So I am posting this more honest poem instead, which I wrote while [...]

The inconsequential daydreams of a cracked shell (a poem)

I don’t know what this is, but I wrote it anyway. The sharp edges of fire every piece of knowledge not mine empty amidst the fragrant screens soot, smoke, charcoal, and ash exceptions to the protocol of layers and their command of facts Insinuations in fragments on the ground next to walls of shadow, doubt, [...]

Pleasantville (a poem)

Continuing my verbless journey through May… Fire in the trees color, light, heat, ash Symbolism with intent a cocktail of confusion A sea change worlds in flux jazz afternoons blues in the night Fear of knowledge fear of youth Resistance—Pushback—Struggle—Conflict One way or another the inevitable resolution Lessons from the imagination (3 M3ay 2016)

The smoke and the fire (A poem)

Technically, I wrote my Day 8 entry for National Poetry Writing Month yesterday, so here is a poem I wrote today. The smoke will rise in good time leaving ash and fragments of bone the proverbial trail of tears a regret or two and a reminder that everything ends The light will give it shape [...]

Ekphrastic poem #3 (War, 1947) (a poem)

The January 28th prompt in The Daily Poet, by Kelli Russell Agodon and Martha Silano, is to write either a poem inspired by the style of a Jackson Pollock painting, or an ekphrastic poem about ‘one of his paintings or a unique image you see in it.’ I based my poem on his drawing War, 1947. Everything [...]

Business as usual (a poem)

I couldn’t help but watch the news last night… Fires burn out of control tonight Once again, they’ve failed to do the right thing Now the canisters fly as the people cry out Now shots ring out; time, it seems, has changed nothing Police and fire flee the scene news crews observe mayhem out of [...]