Published inLit Up·PinnedMember-onlyA Clamor of Winged ThingsThe calm of a frozen white just barely gone when comes again, with warmth, that buzz in nuisances. Familiar irritant ㅤ diminutive clouds in sputters and rumblings, like an old Vespa down a cobbled lane, ㅤㅤ as earful, chaos comes with Spring. The cherry has burst into pink and all…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Published inLit Up·PinnedMember-onlyA Stray“…certain dark things are to be loved in secret between the shadow and the soul.” Pablo Neruda He sighs…. concedes a close to night as serene and soggy haze escorts the butter and blue blooming on the quiet of a dawn glistens ㅤthat painterly view of a dozing cityscape on too early a Sunday’s…Fiction4 min readFiction4 min read
Published inLit Up·PinnedMember-onlyMarch Revisiting #254*Free Verse PoetryPoetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Published inLit Up·PinnedMember-onlyMending in 3s.“The business of words keeps me awake…” ㅤ ~Anne Sexton Falling soft, at the back of an old daydream forgotten sound of the milkman whistling, as he often did, while bottles rattled an early day, waking. I loved his son ㅤonce before war claimed too much of his whole. …Poetry3 min readPoetry3 min read
Published inLit Up·Apr 24Member-onlyGardenerSmall sign hung crooked on the gate notes: Beware the buzzing things.A season’s parishionersㅤsummoning: pale saffron coosㅤ crimson chirps…Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Published inLit Up·Mar 24Member-onlyFar AwayI.) Beyond the well-worn path where a cold spring held larvae underground tremulous beneath leaves & detritusㅤ squirmed huge promise ㅤof metamorphosis risked heads on wildflower bobbed as if none could remember yesterday’s icy sorrow /trot by arriving summer hastened –woke by a halved peach-turned-red horizon. A big ol’ crow…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Published inLit Up·Mar 10Member-onlyImplacableA Love Poem — These are days when happiness can seem a passing thought even the so-early tulips briefly studded dew to morning light sit motionless ㅤ/temperate seem more hemorrhage out an earthly wound. …Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Published inLit Up·Feb 20Member-onlyOne Telling of Lost Boys That FlyLingering the outer-edge of waking ㅤin that bridge of moments before the ritual of light (noisy color on sun’s rude fingertips seeking eyes) –stir of morn, an instance between salient realms ㅤwhen dreams make escape as wishes to manifest again in tales. In company of much airborne fantasy nostrils filled with…Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Published inLit Up·Nov 28, 2022Member-onlySit the Tenets in VerseTrite, perhaps, but it is what misery loves ㅤ–cajoling reflection. Goneㅤthe crickets long underground, quiet quiet night leaving all notesPoetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Published inLit Up·Sep 26, 2022Member-onlyAutumnal Equinox in DroughtFree Verse PoetryPoetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
