Friday, April 16, 2010

My own psychic agony 
So pervasively present
When writing Haiku.


Thursday, April 15, 2010

That true black gold rolls past
My welcoming labials,
And sparks my dull mind. 


Friday, April 2, 2010

words suspended on her tongue,
once released segues to doom:
"I love Hemingway!"


Thursday, April 1, 2010

Weight hangs heavy on shoulders
It's not well distributed
May I carry some?