beneath golden leaves
tiger preys on innocence
scream shatters silence
First prize January 2010 haiku competition
Poet's of the Palm Beaches
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Friday, July 9, 2010
During the Day
seen only in slants
sun carves its way
through the day
We wake, rise from
horizontal slowly
move through our
shower, shave
coffee
wine
down dust motes
seen only in sun
carved slants
through the day
Menu
Creole stew
chocolate skin
pepper peeled
chopped fine
garlic minced in
vegetables potted
great amalgam
oysters, shrimp
shorebirds, grasses
What
will we do?
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
I Have Always Known
I have always known
the whole, yet I look away
prefer to mire down, why
why, for I hate the mire
I blame it on many things
rightfully so, in the end
it comes down to me
I have always known
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Like Georgia O'Keefe
I cry skeletons
bleached at a cracked
red dirt mud hole
visions etched in my face
I've got the blues and I like it
sing it to me Ray Charles
stroke my keys bay be
but I know I must leave
for the blues train your
brain: an addiction
caught in the trap of misery
where I no longer want to be
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