Resurgence

I penned this poem at the base of Niagara’s Horseshoe Falls as I clumsily tried to capture the magic of … More

More Than These

More Than These More than Tita’s keysand the Ferris wheel birthmarkbelow my Havana Gold knee.More than secrecy,smoky Cohiba eyes,more than … More

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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On a Jet Plane

Beach Day

Waves snap like crisp sheets All the wrinkles will release Beach day bed making Dolphins Fred Neil

I Flew Down Under

The City is a Serving Tray

The boulevard is on display.The city is a serving tray. Watchtower kettle brewsa secret blend of leaves,steeps the perfect recipe. … More

Eyeing the Quadrille #147

Björn is the host for tonight’s Quadrille #147, a 44-word poem containing the word “eye.” I was inspired by my visit … More

One Last Roll

My lips are a purple neon portal, my brainis a bug zapper at a gas station c-storeoff interstate 95. I … More

Mountains are meant to be crossed

I crossed the longest mountain range overnight in a Boeing 757, last row from the back right by the restrooms. … More

The Medusa Sun

Parc Du Tharbor

Raspberry sorbet rests in a cone of foliage; nature’s double scoop.

Creases in the Charm

Woven wood flairtwo-tone rattan chairsof cafe in open airpetit le plat, grand la note,creases in the charm. Brown tower ballgownsparkling … More

The Sacred Heart

TWT-SPARKS

Come play in the fairy dust. Instead of coveting shooting stars, wish on the bioluminescent bay, drippings of the angels.

Ocean-view Dream

Pocketless, seamlessthe chill of the wind–a reminder that nowis the only moment we’re in. One day’s warm breezeis another’s needy, … More

La Belle Époque

Cafe Parisienne,gilted fixtures gleam,tired tilt, tabletop crash.Nom de dieu! Broken glass.A glimpse of baguette thighs,smoke-filled Chablis eyes.Hold me for the … More

The Tired Diplomat

Mr. Bump and I decided to turn an old piece of art that was hanging on his bedroom wall into … More

Confucian Cockscomb

This poem had a lot of heart and potential, but deserved more attention, so I decided to rework it with … More

Bubbly Beach Life

The fizzy waves misbehaveand flirt with silk stocking shores.The hours shrink like circles of shade,coral negligees cast on ocean floors.

The Venetian Face

The Venetian face is fadedlampshades of blushing pinkbuildings trimmed in handmade lacehide rotted wood beneath. Antique glass-blown cheeksVenetian lilac window … More

The Venetian Debate

“We’ve gone past that same gondola stand three times.” I’m certain because against the brick are the same two unused … More

Austrian Agape Alps

Layer after layer of mountain viewlike an expensive cake–granite, limestone, crystalfoggy icing, filling of lapis lazulicooling in view. Lopsided meringue … More