short poems about life and love

puff of breath. energy and intention suspended on the gossamer threads of conversation. modulation and tone. thoughts honed to a razor’s edge...

beneath sultry moonlight she would dance, her bare feet floating across a bare cement floor painted blood-red in a tiny bedroom while...

observed in reverse, the epitome of loneliness ~ her bare breasts pressed up against plate glass as the sun slowly slipped below...

heavy drops of rain slap the river’s murky surface. a myriad of ripples pockmark black water as a long line of boats...

your home is not my home. and it never was even when we shared a bed or stood face to face on...

her sun-kissed skin was smoky gray bathed in pale moonlight. on horizon’s edge thunderclouds spoke softly to each other as sky-lightning flashed...

i could have stayed there for days amid dune grass bent by a breeze blowing in from the sea. she camped with...

waiting for a cab, drenched. arm raised, they parade past me up three lanes of traffic through pouring rain. the soft, orange...