oh Polaris, supposed guide of all those who wander in the night. how many years have I blindly followed you? no longer I believe the tales of sailors finding safe havens through your light. missing rocky shoals blessed by your providence. I am lost in...

Signs

"Foray into free verse"

We tried to talkBut couldn'tWe were each too hurtAnd scaredAnd surprisedAnd desperate to get backWhat we once had That connectionThere was a connectionWasn't there? They say there are signsAnything can be a signWhat is a sign?I mean itWhat REALLY is...

Daffodil

"The ephemeral beauty of the daffodil"

Little yellow trumpet,Defiant lest frost encroachesGarden whore, lemon strumpetNodding gaily, as spring approaches Narcissus, you vainly watchThrough my window – a looking glassIn your bed, she’s another notchSmiling petals, as bold as brass Betwixt the snowdops and the crocusYour amber...

It's easier to tell this through a story,than to ever say it happened to me...Because as he steered through fog to his house,remembering the quiet as she first touched the buttons slowly coaxed from her blouse, names whispered as their...

the winter is eternal nowand I suffer no delusions it shall endI no longer care if the rivereven flows beneath its icy tombor if the grass still lay dormantencased within the frostbut I still remember the warmthhow it nurtured mesustained...

I miss our time togetherNight after night, we layDreams we shared, wishing them trueI need you back, I'll do all I used to do for youEntangled in the sheets, pillows like fortsPiling on extra in the winter's coldKicking them off...

The First Morning

"Discovering a beautiful partner"

You awaken Push the covers backAnd yawnNot yet awareOf your surroundingsOr that it's dawn You stretchArch your backContented smileSexually satisfiedWe went down in style You turnFace awayLong hair on the pillowI spoon youHand on your breastStrong feelings below We drowseFall...

Cabaret Girl

"A predatory stripper uses young men"

The backstage pass Came as a surprise You wanted to see meI had to surmise Our eyes were lockedDuring your setWhile you stripped bareMy appetite, whet I was only eighteenNever been to a showYou, twenty-threeUsed to the flow Young men...