short poems about life and love

within an antique locket hung with filigreed gold a lock of his hair rests safe and secure held against all elements and...

the setting sun peeks beneath a line of clouds and casts long shadows over peopled fields of sunflowers standing ram-rod straight and...

between deep thoughts and hyperbole she asked me to stay while the walls were littered with pop art finds predominantly featuring food...

from an open third floor balcony window the deserted city square still wet from afternoon rain glistens in the glow of four...

rusted hubcap. hanger wire. ball of twine. three soda cans, their tops carefully removed with a pair of tin snips. even gutter...

early morning mist — the coffee maker sputters and burps...

Fronting the blue trailer long since abandoned, the road was more cart-path than street with hard-packed sand and stones and ruts from...

late afternoon breeze — iron church bells summon the faithful...