Category : Poetry

Stories in Poetry form.

Holding Pattern

The walk tests me each time. The uneven pavement, ...

Since the bonds have broken, In the stillness, shadows ...

Sun on Block Island: from the inner rim of ...

The biggest trees ache with the most snow. The ...

The crocus is a smile on the face of ...

He moved slowly toward the door. They didn’t even ...

I must admit I’d shout hooray If I cooked ...

In the passing years, a gentle decline, The Christmas ...

The poem, its writing postponed slips away, past the ...

It's two stanzas akin to constructing card houses with ...