Free scribbling is part of the process too. #poetry #writinglife #makeart
A poem a day for my troubles.
Brittle cottonwood,more so than he,fell on his head.And when it did,broke us instead. j
Yesterday, I needed to get this off my chest and so I typed away, and the mechanical clucking of the keys tapped a beat enticing enough for me to keep going until a conclusion came...
I wanted to share this on Throwback Thursday but work took me out of town. So here you have a weird #flashbackfriday moment, some words and music made by my friend Ahren and I long ago: When we were in a synth pop long-distance band called For The Benefit. Much love to you all and …
New poem from Prompt 19! #poem #poetry #writingcommunity
In the aquarium blue glass indirect views in direct sunlight I sat with beasts much smaller than I.