short poems about life and love

through my window moonlight dances between bare branches of the oak out back. i imagine stardust borne along its pale beam salting...

Seger’s “Night Moves” wove its spell in a room stripped bare of furniture as couples upstairs chased away their blues while the...

no candle fitfully flames on my antique dresser. cloaked in darkness, i kneel by an open window and watch a myriad of...

My thoughts run empty like the abandoned shopping cart facing I-35 dusted by the pale glow of a milky sun unable to...

out past the screen door night sneaks up like a black cat, dewy with fog. in the trees out back an owl...

you ask about dreams over morning coffee, steam from the cup fogging my glasses. sadly, i have nothing to offer. nights of...

From different worlds we collide, and like a bolt from the blue summer enters my life once again. For how could i...

I visit you like an old friend well acquainted with your customary way of telling a story fit for any occasion. We...