a second fortune : a poem
i could hear his motor 2 minutes before his bright orange McLaren turned into the 7-11 he pulled to the pumps i munched on my orange chicken takeout and watched
moving away from trouble : a poem
i'm not seeking trouble but he seeks me when i'm not paying attention
the heart is an odd engine : a poem
i do love the snow and you the drifting spin of lazy white flakes putting me at ease
she called again : a poem
to ask about something, she said she couldn't get it out articulation being one of her faults she was angry there was something she wanted me to do or not…
in the clear : a poem
in seconds our bubbles drifted apart there was no pop sound no resistance a breeze from the east pushed me outward towards the ocean's edge the sun was peeking over…
on a beautiful day like today – a poem
on a beautiful day like today sky sun rain clouds and your absence i have no cares but my own and yet i seek you and yours how can i…
Does Poetry Matter? Be poetic. Love deeply. Keep going.
It's hard to say "I love you" in a new way. But it's easy to begin with little things that make you say, "Yes," and go from there.