Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Category

Muse

she speaks without words / flitting in and out of time / inspired dew drops fall
September 29th, 2009 | Free Verse, Poetry | Read More

what.

this is not a poem for the masses, a piece to be picked apart by academics and judges this is not a poem begging to be heard, nor is this a poem seeking acceptance or in.clusion this is not a poem positioned on its knees you cannot pull alongside it while its rhythms walk the streets and ask “how...
September 28th, 2009 | Poetry | Read More

drink.

she was the breeze eyes closed head tipped back just so she moved with the music she was the music fingers spread wide arms opened wide her hips hypnotized her feet shifted in circles and figure-eights carrying her body from corner to corner of our dance floor i was the beat the base-beat on which her...
September 28th, 2009 | Poetry | Read More

words that fit.

They are too young, most of them. mere pawns, pieces in someone else’s puzzle innocent and unaware of the truth of war. They are too young, most of them. mere fawns, fodder for the end of a muzzle infuriated and overwhelmed by the truth of war. I have looked into the eyes of men and women with nothing...
September 28th, 2009 | Poetry | Read More

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