A boy who dismembered a spider
Thought a tigress so tame he could ride her.
You can guess his surprise Continue reading “A Boy Who Dismembered a Spider”
The mallard on the pond smiled.
His head tilted to green, blue, green.
Water, united in globes, rolled upon his pigments Continue reading “Mallard”
A poem is a fish
in search of a hook Continue reading “The Catch”
It isn’t real, my friend. I mean Creation.
For everything you are or do or know
Is nothing more than bytes of information.
An algorithm makes the whole thing go. Continue reading “The Game”
A forest at night
dripping with breezes.
Quiet conversations of animals
in dead-leaf tongues Continue reading “A Forest at Night”
The apple core
has an open door.
I have sliced out a Continue reading “Core!”
I met a little robin
all on Christmas Day.
He left his little footprints
in the snow along the way. Continue reading “The Talking Robin”
When I see the old soldiers marching
on the Sunday I allow for their remembrance,
I see their medals in the morning sun
shine Continue reading “Remembrance Sunday”