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Daughter

Does the sun feel scared— Looking out over earth and all she cares for? Does she fear the loss of one of her most beautiful children? The Earth, one of her closest? A beautiful ball of water and fire, circling... Continue Reading →

Shadows, Long and Gray

Sundogs on the mountain remind me of you and your shadow left behind words I try to share, chase after on my bicycle, speeding down the road to a party to say goodbye. It wasn't goodbye, not that time. I... Continue Reading →

Lamps

I have seen so many lamps and broken two as of late Bulbs and shades. Is my light going out? And when I try your unaged whiskey I am seeking the bitters And the sour cherry that says This is... Continue Reading →

Porch Light

The light on the porch Stays on with no switch Turns off with no switch A metaphor for my mind Runway with tires In a practical meadow The light on the porch Has been lit with a match The flame... Continue Reading →

The street

The street sections here Without light Wander through them Each step in the footprints Of overconfident monsters At home I don't butter my bread Or sing in the shower I promise to make tea Build a fire and create something... Continue Reading →

October sixth

She who sighs heavily In the back of the elevator Wood paneled backdrop to her Smokey eyes and dark silk hair She turns her chin up to the lights And his eyes aren't focused On the buttons by the door... Continue Reading →

October second

Here to follow Follow you into the lands Lands of Elysian Fields Fields that flow forever Forever breaking your focus Focus on your breath and light Light the way though the unknown Unknown future

Some other god

I never wrote about the thunder Last week when the aquifers filled And the high stalks of hollyhocks Grew ever tall, the sunflowers towered Awoke today to grey clouds The song this evening was the rain We felt honored with... Continue Reading →

Vanish

Morning of sleepy eyes Lingering images float but forget Not able to make it to the surface Each night I feed you pieces of me Lost in the Martin realm With a cloak of black around me The power is... Continue Reading →

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