Poem – Triptych: Huntington, WV
The trees on the furthest hills are obscured by fog. But, like the trees in view, they will no doubt … Continue reading Poem – Triptych: Huntington, WV
The trees on the furthest hills are obscured by fog. But, like the trees in view, they will no doubt … Continue reading Poem – Triptych: Huntington, WV
The dirt pile my son created several summers ago is now a green, rolling feature of our front yard. Time … Continue reading Poem – Original Design
The expectant dead surround meStanding. I see my shadow only and know I am alone.There amidst the circus beasts’ bonesI … Continue reading Poem – Sweetness too simple