Category: Poetry

Cut & Slice

Coming to grips with a world gone mad. Continue reading “Cut & Slice” →

Melancholia I

There’s a difference between being alone and being lonely. Continue reading “Melancholia I” →

Walking in Woods on a Cold, Brisk Morning

Thoughts on revisiting old stomping grounds. Continue reading “Walking in Woods on a Cold, Brisk Morning” →

What I Saw in the Dark

Of all the animals in the woods, I had to see this one today . . . Continue reading “What I Saw in the Dark” →

Balade of the Litel Boxes

Chaucer, being dead, still speaketh. Continue reading “Balade of the Litel Boxes” →

Sentry Duty

I only wanted to take out the trash; I didn’t expect all these questions! Continue reading “Sentry Duty” →

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