This Gathering of Poets

In these our perfect gardens kept, With verdant minds compose, Our poetry to scrutiny, We graciously expose. Where we 'the poets' gather ... Read more

Poem Push

I hurry home. A poem is coursing through me, pressing against the competition. Cadence sure. A sweet aroma wafting. I follow it, letting my nose ... Read more

Poetry in Motion

I love the speed of poetry. The swift nature of it, read aloud, racing with the blood. Then it surprises with soft fluidity, pausing around the ... Read more

Table Inhabitants

A green, metallic ashtray, its belly scattered with old cigarette butts and torn packages of Sugar Twin. A crumpled napkin, two quarters, two ... Read more