A Wigwam for a Goose's Bridle

poetry

  • Angry

    She said there are fates worse than death. It’s true but I’d prefer to be alive. …

  • Glimmers

    Driving This all too familiar road But today it smells different Today it smells like freedom…

  • As He Sees Me

    As long as I can remember I’ve been told to see myself as Jesus sees me,…

  • For Arc from Lexi

    Pale cerulean discs, uncharted territory, oceans of promise that draw me in with certainty of risk …

  • The Rock and The River

    The saying goes that you cannot be both the rock and the river, but you, you…

  • A Lesson in Chemistry

    Dissolution. She screams in horror like the wicked witch melting away all thanks to a well…

  • Edwina

    Why are your lies so convincing? Sometimes you yell so loudly the cacophony of your message…

  • The Little Things

    Love is waking in the morning hoping you slept well. Love is choosing tea because it…

  • Alone

    They say absence makes the heart grow fonder. But what if the heart is already full…

  • Rivendell

    Warm sun caresses my skin, strokes my cheek almost tenderly, reminiscent of your loving touch. There…

  • Seen

    It is a terrifying thing to be seen so clearly so fully and yet It is…

  • You Anchor Me

    You anchor me.Tempest tossed,deep blue-grey thunderheads,gale force winds,ripping at the sails,foam crashing over the bow,with violenceand…

  • A Spontaneous Trip Up the Coast

    Time with you rests my heart in a way I can’t explain. This friendship is a…

  • A Complementary Series of Complimentary Sonnets

    I’ve heard it said of smiles that they may light a room, but yours shines bright…

  • Memories of a Lecture Hall

    Your bare arm is warm against mine. Fierce sparks (seem to) jump into my skin, radiating…