Wednesday, July 28, 2010


Your bare shoulders are shivering,
covered in goosebumps.
Please put on a sweater.

Monday, July 26, 2010

In the news

A short follow-up to Waves Goodbye

at the base of the
mountain of words
lies a death gone unnoticed

Friday, July 23, 2010

Waves goodbye

At the bottom of page B7
of the newspaper that day
were three short sentences
that detailed the death
of an underwater diver
whose body floated to 
the surface during a 
subsurface photograph
session in the caves 
below the waves of
South Florida. 

She clipped them carefully
and pasted them into 
the family Bible, so his
children might know that
he died doing something 
he loved and that somebody
had actually taken notice.

Thursday, July 22, 2010


He happily bows
my goddess temple

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

I made the Top 50!

Pretty excited about the fact that End of the Line made the Top 50 poems in the April PAD Challenge on Poetic Asides. Almost makes me feel like a real poet. ;)

So proud.

Friday, July 16, 2010


You fill up my senses

like the smell
of a wet, dirty dog

*I really need to get off this Lune kick!!

After the Rain

The smell of wet pavement
is better than
the lingering scent you left

Tuesday, July 13, 2010


He called her an ice queen.
Said she didn't
know how to open up.

He called her a frigid bitch.
Said her heart
wasn't warm enough to love.

But the melt of hot
tears revealed the
life beneath that Arctic exterior.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Life under melting Arctic ice

Life under melting Arctic ice

Walter pretended not to care
When his friends began dying
When his two sons began visiting less
And forgot that he was once their only family

Walter pretended not to see
how his hands began wavering
how his footsteps were a little shakier
And that his wife was no longer around to catch him

Walter pretended not to know
That what he began would soon be finished
And that the slow drip drip drip into the toilet
Was the Glacial meltwater of his life slipping away

THE EX-FACTOR (or The Many Voices of Lauryn Hill)

For this week's Poetic Asides prompt to use a headline.

THE EX-FACTOR (or The Many Voices of Lauryn Hill)

That thing she did
before five kids came along
began killing her softly

When it hurt so bad
she saw she had nowhere
left to turn

And her Miseducation
inspired a vacation from

Tuesday, July 6, 2010



She never had a chance
to explain where
she got that little apple



Her husband shared the tasty
fruit but wouldn't
share an ounce of blame


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