Category: Fiction & Poetry

gambolling

hop to it; he says romping bounding and bouncing springing into the water gambolling from grass a frolic – your frisky when dancing and prancing others have left – cavorting – we’re last when others fail to do what can be done making nothing of something and neglecting the one playing and leaping and splashing […]

This life of I

This life of ‘I’ is a life of ‘am’ and I cannot live gluten-free sweet embellishments when in your world and spring will help me pass the brood she waits with patience – lures longing too long I thought yet so rewarding that it would catch me in the race to fashion feeling’s mirrored face […]

what if a weep from a willow at will

what if the opposite is true what if we try something we think we can’t do what if sentiment blows the mind what if what’s hidden we finally find say hello to substance goodbye to void discard a play-thing no longer a toy rumble reason – quondam to know sweet sensibilities from long ago stumble […]

The Story of Santa

for the children… — Once upon a time   there lived a white-bearded man he stayed at home   almost all year ‘round yet as cold turned to freezing and the villagers stayed in he could be heard strolling through the grounds one year when it was frosty his wife bought him a jacket and […]

You left

I’m lost – you left me –  why did you pass me by I need your leadership your love – your sense that yes, it’s worth a try Like a tree – standing taller you lift my sense of being why did you go I need you so you are my fallen beam A captain […]

To the sea

I stand above the solemn fieldwhere strangers come to seewhatever shall be wishing forin news endowed to thee I walk beside the strangest beachwhere friends of all kinds walkand then I dance the dance, so dearbut cannot talk the talk But ever shall we wonderwhatever could have beenif only I had held your handif only I had […]

Does a poem need a picture?

Does a poem need a picturea tapestry of threadlayers of a fabricin your stead for what came before it – the tapestry of mindinterpret as it’s seenor as it’s read like a quilt – a coveringa line of stitching – all in sincdoes the poet rely on morethan merely what the pen may bring the web of inspiration […]