I’m Not Weird; I’m Gifted

a tribute to Mr. Ronald Webb, the fifth grade teacher who opened my eyes to poetry and the power of knowledge and learning. This poem was written for a tribute party where hundreds of his former students came together to show their love for him when he was diagnosed...

Silverstein to Tennyson

I lost it in a moment became a strong proponent of a personal atonement, but all I found was the exponents of sin and then when I discovered the singed twin within me, there was no way to spin it – and my car collided with the hint of a guardrail, but that all...

Words of Berry Sweetness

I stand aloof – avoid your gaze but caught in the rays of your radiance. You shine in the distance, illuminating the distance, drawing MY distance like rouge on your cheeks. I beckon you nearer. Your face gathers in a warm embrace of kindred words. Emotions meld...

Found Poems From “O Pioneers” by Willa Cather

Signs and Decisions flooded with light like the tide racing in. a young woman expected a whirr of wings. As she stood, a rumpled ball of feathers with the blood dripping slowly from its mouth burned in distress. Come she said I’m not going any more. You can tell...

And God Saw That It Was Bad

He fell like Eve to create life, but no dove dipped down to redeem me from his forbidden taste. Caught, spun, shattered glass visions of Godhood, grandeur, and gold-filled vain vessels. Life sprang from his fingers – chlorophyll green ropes that tangled and...