In that vulnerable moment just before waking up she would sometimes become aware of that tender bruise between her breasts. Resistant to...

When bluebells bloom in Montana They paint the fields a cerulean hue, Like mirrors to reflect the Big Sky And wading pools to lure us...

Noon. Your noon sun shone too bright, withering and searing the moist white thing love was. Drying, desiccating, ‘til it crumbled to dust...

Leaping ‘above the water in a wondrous sort of way, gliding through the shallows in a miraculous display. Going to the bottom, where...

Wild strawberries grow through the boards that surround the house. Beach grass rattles in the afternoon wind, the sound of surf and a...

I see you I see you with my hands I see you with my heart I see you with my solar plexus and my belly I see you with my ears and nose I...

He rides into town on a dragon Breathing fire mixed with ice He does - The dragon sneezes The ribbon of destruction flows like melted...

He rides into town on a dragon Breathing fire mixed with ice He does - The dragon sneezes The ribbon of destruction flows like melted...

It’s true what they say . . . The stories tearing our lives apart. The never-ending song filters through the sky, pulling me into a...

Rhinestones glitter where the snail makes its way across the open brick patio first clearing the moss and small weed, then skirting the...

First, you learn not to ask, "Did you catch anything?" You talk about sea breezes, ocean swells, fish habitats, good boats. You memorize...

Woman in the pines, I bring you A gift, branch of wild plums, The white bloom of dusk Still warm in their skins. Woman who waits in...

I do not know what makes cacti Rise in the desert, Their insides wet, like my dreams Coming from nowhere. I rise from the floor of oceans...

On any summer’s day When lilacs bloom Unbeknownst to you I watch by the garden’s Edge While you spray Water with a hose Forming clouds of...

To kill one with a single blow takes force. It leaves them limp, stretched out in the grass Without a tremour, White and black and...

Under a high fly ball to right A boy runs in, calling I got it, Then changes his mind and backpedals. No place anywhere is lonelier than...