beneath wrought iron lamps the red brick street glistens from a cool drizzle. with each passing ... CONTINUED
goodbye, my indigo
indigo fades into pale yellow moment by moment, degree by slightest degree -- and beneath an ... CONTINUED
a recollection
if given a reason or forced by chance and circumstance i can still recollect with camera-like ... CONTINUED
last night
her parting words hang heavy in the air as the car door slams shut. through its open window you ... CONTINUED
on a melancholy angle
early morning rays break the horizon with earnest anticipation of what might come to ... CONTINUED
a visitor
just now -- a lone hummingbird at the back door checking to see if i'm done with morning ... CONTINUED
it comes like ice
behind your tears which flow and those stuck frozen as ice unshed upon a cheek, unbled upon a ... CONTINUED