I’m gearing up and putting together a manuscript for the Copper Canyon Press, due before Halloween! It’s a first ISBN-published book contest with a $3,000 prize and royalties. All poetry! Submissions are by way of manuscript. Which, to me, is good news. Publishing is something I’m good at, but only having to worry about contentContinue reading “Given Identity – Journal 9/6/17”
Today’s date is a palindrome. 7102017. You ever get that sick feeling in the pit of your stomach for no reason? It’s difficult to describe, but I’ve tried to write about it before a few times. I haven’t had much to write about this weekend between midnight runs for food as I was housesitting andContinue reading “Palindrome – Journal 7/10/2017”
This one starts deep and gets better.
J-Day has come and gone. Critiques are in and they are disappointingly not tearing me apart? Am I actually good at this? Everyone looking and smiling and saying most everything you do is okay is a sort of ego hell for someone like me. I relish in the verbal combat of defending my writing, andContinue reading “Ego Hell – Journal 5/31/17”
I am immortal Not because I can’t suffer Death But because I am not Fearful Of the beyondest pale Of My road to Hell For when I do finally Die I intend to break the Body Of the reaper himself I am immortal Not because I cannot Be slain But because I am A mudererContinue reading “Aggression”
Puzzle Ethereal It’s geometric grey Like slices of symmetry With moss and vines Sprouting Floating in a pond Of oxygen And liquid wonder Light moss bleached by A sun somewhere Hangs off a tree trunk And sprigs and leaves Are green as can be Coins scattered All around the concrete Copper, nickel, Zinc, and goldContinue reading “Puzzle Ethereal”
We Is Us We is us no matter what. Zero fuss “and stuff”. Somewhere, the mountain For us to climb Some parts yin, and We is us no matter what. In the morning under, Somewhere, the mountain, Just a thought of Some parts yang, and Some of lust. In the morning under A pleasant dawn,Continue reading “We Is Us”
Adrenaline From might or fury What fury might Prevail in haste When holds are not Barred. Fire or frying pan What cast iron Will sting and Impale blunt will Force. Furious skull or Scrap of steel What arms may be Taken in ferocity Or fear. For fight and flight, For fluid spilled, What tempered veinContinue reading “Adrenaline”
Spoilsport How obnoxious, Crashing a fine party. No one invited you! Go away! All you are is a pest, Ruining all the fun For us lavish and Welcome houseguests.
Dread Waking up at three a.m. I notice you’ve undressed Somehow in the interim Entirely from pajamas They’ve slid off Just like my wave of rest Realizing my hands Are holding bare skin And I close in Ignoring what I know From yesterday And the days yet ahead I thought I’d dreamed of Sleeping besideContinue reading “Dread”