one wish
through my window moonlight dances between bare branches of the oak out back. i...
Night Moves
Seger’s “Night Moves” wove its spell in a room stripped bare of furniture as...
vespers (vi)
no candle fitfully flames on my antique dresser. cloaked in darkness, i kneel by...
Last Christmas
My thoughts run empty like the abandoned shopping cart facing I-35 dusted by the...
on hold
out past the screen door night sneaks up like a black cat, dewy with...
sweet dreams
you ask about dreams over morning coffee, steam from the cup fogging my glasses...
What if, after the new?
From different worlds we collide, and like a bolt from the blue summer enters...
Into His Twilight (a reprise)
I visit you like an old friend well acquainted with your customary way of...