The Modesty of the Earth

The Earth undresses in the Morning breeze
and I catch the leaves as the Summer leaves.
This falling blazonry, these bunting reds Continue reading “The Modesty of the Earth”


Sonnet 1

They are my light, these words, inside my skull:
my mind’s illumination, giving thought its sight.
Without them, I’d be blind, and lost within:
ever dark and silent, trapped in sleepless night. Continue reading “Sonnet 1”