Needles and Pins (A Villanelle)

Needles and pins swirling in a transparent jar, A weighted bird looks wistful at blue skies; She yearns, and hasn’t traveled very far. A heart that beats its own drum is a heart with scars, In between the sighs, the planning and the tries: Needles and pins swirling in a transparent jar. Like a downyContinue reading “Needles and Pins (A Villanelle)”

Sappho, Our Lady Of Longing

Love, that great deceiver that great door-slammer, that great window-opener that great-great-carpenter, that great-great-great-oarsman, honing rippling forearms and bulging pectorals, straining hard against the temptation of violence, rowing predator over water under sky. blue is the color of heartbreak, dead is the shade of life sprouting upwards out of shiny shed snakeskin, two round holesContinue reading “Sappho, Our Lady Of Longing”

two eyes bobbing

two eyes bobbing on the great salt sea, the great salt sea lapping infinitely out to the end of the horizon. maybe there is a dock with two little feet swinging, a line cast, hopeful into the blue waiting to catch an iris or two then cast back, free to bob again, lone lookers quenchedContinue reading “two eyes bobbing”

Two Drowned Women Walk Into A Bar

one,still freshly dripping. salt cuts the lines under eyes/over glued lashes, now drooping, now laden with crystalline ending. “that sucked,” says the younger, “what an awful way to die.” “Could it be worse?” says the older while taking a seat at the bar. the tender wipes down his glasses, looks hard, indifferent — the womenContinue reading “Two Drowned Women Walk Into A Bar”

Spooky//”Cherub”

It’s Halloween. I’m feeling very spooky tonight—though less like the witch I’ve been alluding to in previous posts and more like a ghost. I’m a little worried I’m on the edge of another manic episode.  I’m determined not to require medicine. I know it can be done with the help of regular exercise and aContinue reading “Spooky//”Cherub””

Magnolia Breeze/New Guitar!!

Ok, so it’s time for another blog post.  I got a new guitar today. A used Gretch with flat-wound strings—she’s so easy to play, she just glides into whatever song I want her to be…it’s love… I can’t stop thinking about her. I want to touch her all the time, every day, from here onContinue reading “Magnolia Breeze/New Guitar!!”

“Le Prof”

mon coeur qui travaille, il n’y a pas de soulagement. j’apprends le langue de toi, tous les jours, fidèlement tu ne comprends pas le profondeur de mon amour ne me quitte pas, prend-toi mon coeur! je suis romantique, romantique c’est vrais j’ai seulement ces mots, du miel, et du lait j’attends la douceur d’un amoureuxContinue reading ““Le Prof””