Sparrow

Sparrow Blue black brown of you Grey against sky Not a tremble in your wing Steady air slim in flight I fight the image of you Broken on the gravel road. September 23, 2000 Share on FacebookTweet Read More

Song of Sundays – Ten Haikus

i. eyes in eight pieces marbles rolling in sockets follow her exit Read More Share on FacebookTweet Read More

How to Love a Musician

You strum and hum and weave and low Body in position twisting around a guitar Your fingers move across like a lover Your face made up for ecstasy Stringing girls all in a row Cockleshells and marigolds And clematis Read More Share on FacebookTweet Read More

Coffeeshop Venus

The pink faced waitress lets the chocolate eyed businessman linger His fingers hot on her arm, he hands her the check She pauses, looking at his hands soft and smooth and gentle A lift of her head, she is fastened by his eyes to the spot She cannot move her head or her eyes or her breath It sticks in her like an intoxicant He breaks the moment with a shy nod and smile, Lifts his coat and case, looks back to nod once more, While she swipes crumbs off... Read More