• Dust Before the Storm

    The warning didn’t come
    with sirens or lights.

    It came quietly,
    a shift in the air,
    a stillness settling
    like dust before a storm.

    The horses grew restless,
    pacing the fence line,
    ears toward something
    I could not yet see.

    Even the cows
    lifted their heads,
    watching the horizon
    as if it held
    an answer I…Read More

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    • Beautiful, made me think of Dorothy in Kansas . Lovely write keep it up❤️

    • people are stubborn, Curly Grace. Ignore, avoid and then find someone else to blame when reality slaps them upside the head. Cool poem and love the art work as well. -Curt

  • Diversity

    Being a city boy
    with Native roots,
    I have always loved the feel
    of cool, dew-laden grass
    licking my toes;
    the scent of pine needles
    on the forest floor;
    the way a blue butterfly
    will sometimes land
    on your outstretched hand.
    As I wrap all these thoughts
    inside my heart,
    I begin to see the balance of life.
    We are, all of…Read More

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    • Very good…. I love this part the way a blue butterfly
      will sometimes land
      on your outstretched hand.
      As I wrap all these thoughts… A beautiful metaphor.. like if a butterfly can sense our thoughts . I do feel they sense those things too. Nice work… Keep it up

  • Backsliding into Hell

    inches to miles
    look how far we’ve fallen
    never perfect but better than this
    they’re rewriting what they aren’t erasing
    stacking the deck in their favor
    throw another log on the fire

    some say he’s crazy
    and they’re probably right
    but crazy can still be evil as well
    and nobody’s stopping his actions
    what does…Read More

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  • For the Woman I Love and the Men I Adore

    The 6th arrives
    with a softness I did not authorize.
    It walks in barefoot,
    carrying the woman I love
    in the palm of its hand
    so much,
    too much,
    more than any day
    should be allowed to hold.

    She stands there,
    quiet as a vow,
    loud as a heartbeat,
    and April 6th bows to her
    as if she were the…Read More

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  • State of Mind:

    Dear Danny,
    I sit alone behind these grey concrete walls, wondering if the Police really know it all?
    Craving just a little male affection when all I seem to get is your rejection?
    Write me letters, pick up the phone, need your sweetness, so sick of living here on my own.
    I loved you, baby, you loved me, said I loved ya, it…Read More

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