A Temptation Reviewed
The wretch just doesn’t see I'm right for him, Why won’t he just magic stone into bread? The ways of his Dad need a little trim, My…
Poverty in the House of Amyclas
The strong, the rich, the proud, and the empowered can batter down my door, but they will find me unalarmed and leave me still endowered with the…
Time’s Cycle
A. Everything comes round again be it good or ill; changes come only when old returns, the cycle to fulfill. Again! I fear that everything —ill and…
John the Baptist
The wilderness is an unworldly place, In the dust-pool visions dive into you And swim around your mind. Storms scourge your face And devour your soul all…
An Innkeeper
I gave them the barn, they seemed nice enough A man and his wife, a kid on the way I let them bed down on the straw…
Ode to a Fly (As Written by a Toad)
Verily dost thy humble buzz, announce thy nearing flight, And, little buzzing fly, wakes my appetite. You’ll find my tongue a welcome bed, my throat an ample…
The Weirdest Night Ever
This has to be the weirdest night ever, Can we tell our wives? They’ll think we were drunk, Angels don’t talk to shepherds, no, never, Just kings…
Blackberry Bushes
Blackberry blossoms, pink-white under bees— rabbits look up longingly. Blackberries ripe and sweet; my brother and I pick them— reaching through thorns. Thrushes flying south pluck at…
Hannah’s Promise
My womb a hollow desert, yawning wide Swallowing my dreams of motherhood whole Long yearning nights I lay down and cried Urging my body to fulfil its…
Two Grief Poems for Belinda
The hourglass moment: a triolet “Think of long weeks, short months. Enjoy each good half-hour”: that’s what the hospice doctor said. Think of long weeks, short months:…
