Category Archives: Poems

The Taste of Clay

I was born with a Southern drawl flowing from my lips like rich red clay during a summer downpour, thick and shifting with each emotion, an open window to my heart’s hue, with no mistaking the color of it’s source, at … Continue reading

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We Are Not Made of Paper

I am not made of paper. That’s what they want now. Simple sheets, thin, manageable, slick to the touch. Printed only on one side, shiny and bold. The image can become reality, they say, Such a strange flip from the … Continue reading

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White Roses

Solace is the onset of silence in a world the can’t shut up, The unexpected resonance of a breeze making chaos of fresh, clustered leaves, Eyes feasting on freshness, drinking in primal yearnings for growth, for life. Breathing in satin flavors, … Continue reading

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Berated

Like silks saturated in gasoline, My heart burns slow, dank yet ready to burst. The poisonous glances of contempt thrown my way, the low flying words, rewriting a past which to me seemed sun filled and light, Woven into passages dripping … Continue reading

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Descending Evolution

Like water, forever feeling the pull downhill, toward the center of the Earth, the constant longing to settle in cracks and gullies, to fill the valleys and riverbeds of an ever-changing landscape, we bubble like fast running brooks, choosing laughter … Continue reading

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The World is a Sphere

The world is a sphere. No edges, no corners, no endings. Remember this in your endeavors And enjoy the travels and weigh stations as best you can, Because final destinations are a myth. No matter where you find yourself It’s … Continue reading

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On Dry Land

Cocoa too hot to the touch As shocking to the fingertips as the cold tabletop is to naked wrists. The tactile sensations of life, intruding into my numbed psyche reminding me that I’m still alive. Stealing my thoughts back to … Continue reading

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