Our Father, Father’s Day

Past wooden tomes
on cobbled stones
to the mouth of the monastery
where caution signs and
masked lines lead
to baroquely painted ceilings,

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Gitarzan

Flashback Friday #68 asks us to share a song from our childhood. This record was my mother’s but I still … More

Let The Good Times Roll

Flashback Track #58 asks us to use a track title from the 1978 album “The Cars” to create inspiration for … More

Have I Told You Lately

I wrote this for a fun challenge on AllPoetry: pick a song your mother loves or loved and craft a … More

Mothering~Midmorning

As we head towards Mother’s Day here in the United States, I am sharing some poems written about motherhood. I … More

NaPoWriMo #21~The Marginal Sea

The Marginal Sea A girl with a dragon tattoo,petite dark chocolate frame,spikes of neon blue.

Granny put my hands in the batter

Granny put my hands in the batter.“Best to mix biscuits with your fingers.”But the squishy bread innardsfelt filthy,damp as drawerswrung … More

Stories Written In Chalk

Draw a box,hopscotch,tippy toes,count and hop.This spring,my son’s Titanic sinksin the concrete sea.Impressionistic flowers,daughter’s rainbow fingersarch with belief.I raise my … More

Every Time

Every time you smilean unfolded love letter,black familiar curvesin combination treasured. I never tire of readingyour body languagea ravine, a … More

Sweet By and By

That’s How Strong

Flashback Track #62 asks us to share a song we associate with someone. This one is for love. I met … More

After Midnight

An impulse write as I realized that I hadn’t responded to last week’s Flashback Track Friday #61 that asks what … More

Abandoned Tracks

I wrote this piece last spring and it came to mind today as I walked an abandoned track near my … More

My Parents Shop for Graves

Friday dusk–Purple and pink bruisesmake moonshine along backyard fences.I’m wrapped up in winningthe weekly boxing matchwhen you two stop bydressed … More

My Old Manchego

Eight years together and the only true rumor I can spread about the man is that he has a Manchego … More

Taking Out My Own Trash

We purchased recycled paper this year, no bows or frills–nope, I said, not in this family. I wanted a celebration … More

Sarnensee

Her beauty makes the mountains blush, the clouds carve a heart to offer her as tribute when the tuxedoed evening … More

Wild Ways

Of course, there was a time you didn’t always get your way. Back there when my heart was not so … More

The Beach Aged Overnight

Cannot Change

I didn’t mean tolow road,gravel cloudsblurringsmoke clouds,swirlingto Free Bird.Skin sweating,wanting,vinyl,reclining seats.We were lostinsidea guitar riff,ending beforethingscould ever bethe same. © khartless 2021, … More

Mont Saint-Michel

I found it only once–a full seashellfloating where waters rescind,spiraling to the heavens in grandiosity.

Elfie And Shelfie

Flashback Track Friday #48 asks us to share a holiday tradition we hope will last. Well, every December, two mischievous … More

This Highway’s No Home

Curdled milk cloudsafter-Christmas crowdszombie skin skyseparated lane divides,the year is decomposingand the golden nuggetheadlights are fool’s gold,‘cause this highways no … More

The Medicine Man

As a child, I wanted nothing more than to become an Environmental Scientist and save the planet. For that reason, … More

The Truth About Tinsel–Quadrille #142

The truth about tinsel:poor man’s ice,telltale trashbag tree,treebangs of the 80’ssprinkled to hidethe ugly limbs,the dried dull-grey,the balding spots.