Cat Over Clock

Poetry Saves the World




All afternoon I have had this visitor come out about every five minutes. I think he wants to make sure I am still working on my book launch. What should we name him?

Predictions II

Predictions Blue
fears and loves. Four ice-crystals stick to my tongue,
suddenly I can see the future. Longingly forlorn and apathetic
predictions weigh like spider silk
on moth’s wings--cover the planet spool upon spool. It was the beginning, a new age, a light age... Continue Reading →

Dear Great Blue Judge,

The rush of the future stops for a long moment, I grasp the horns tighter than known strength. It's far off now, (the future) but I wait for judgement-- and judgement has a full morning. The bank is empty because... Continue Reading →

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