Poetic Prose

Cemetery Parking Lot the space near the front door - near push carts - near blue light specials - near a…

Two Lovers He made love to her with a desperation common to the poetically afflicted She returned his love with…

The Misanthropic Vamp Among the hidden, destitute, and darker elements Patiently awaiting her next blood meal…

Candy In The Forest If you never walked in the forest after smoking green leaves, or connected, side by side,…

Broken “There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is…

My World My world consists of four walls, a floor, and a roof. I don't leave my world often due to fear of the…

Lord, My Heart is Crying Lord, my heart is crying like the tears that come down my eyes. My body aches with…

The Fruit Men Won A black wreath collects flakes of snow - for a fruit man. A black wreath nailed to a door of…

Pop Over Mr. W By all means, you may pop over, Mr. W, But don't expect me to smile right now. You see, it's in…

I Wish I TumbledI wish I tumbled like rolling waves of tall green grasses in a meadow somewhere…