May 31, 2013

have you ever seen the lacy clouds?

have you ever seen the lacy clouds through cotton candy fingers?— and oh! the heave of out-of-breath, sticky giddy giggles when my lips are tight from smiling, and […]
January 13, 2013

The Muse of Snow Drifts

Snow drifts in cartoonish swirls down the asphalt of my sleepy lane; in the same billowy breath, the muddy make of melted storms leaves the bank […]
April 28, 2012

Innocent Writes of Spring

My dear Hohenstaufenin, Does it not seem to you the kiss of spring is a traitorous one? Winter beats on us with her merciless winds, her […]
March 12, 2012

Sun, Again!

I imagine Palms waving and scattered To the joyful rags of shattered When the sun returns And nature learns From rain. “Hail!” The crowd cheers on, […]