Child’s Play
Child’s Play from Metro a Traveling Tales of Waybackwhen book He was here before. In another life removed from the hustle and bustle of making ends, and beginnings meet. Always […]
Poetry
memento mori
pacing ‘round the parking lot still with white snow ball bearings making their move tracks bearing the weight that which they were never meant my back against the building mirrors
Two-Step
Two-Step from Homelands a Traveling Tales of Waybackwhen book What a tangled, mangled web they weave dancing with the dewdrops, mirroring universes reflected in each others’ eyes. Hung up on
Penned In
Penned In from Homelands a Traveling Tales of Waybackwhen book Cock-a-doodle how do you do? Rooster, fair weather shaking his tail feathers strutting his stuff never enough that comb on
Hot Pursuit
Hot Pursuit from Metro a Traveling Tales of Waybackwhen book The cold does not bother him. Etched into his bones as the emptiness resides there. It has found a home,
Autumn Retreat
Reds and oranges joined the chorus skish and crunch listened to the leaves beneath the feet of those that forge the forest floor. Ogethan pondered on his path marked out
…of Happiness
The flock of fifteen or so, blue birds, Jays across the field and that of my vision. In twos and threes and struggling singles making their way to winter over
Prayers for the Order to Our Houses
After the living room shake-up the pleading fight to watch “just one more show.” The brushing of the teeth lasted less than I care for gummies and two Batman phonics
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