Monday, March 30, 2009

the progeny of a moving conception

forget those blankets
the air will be your cover,
red-born sleeping one

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

selling wings for words

soaring higher still
laid open all to eye, yet
could not share so far

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

he was determined to bring the brightest light into the darkest room

hear those thunderous
pitfalls and repetitions
echos precede source