Category Archives: Poetry

how so the moss grows on the shelter of flint rock’d in an avalanche of missive starlight evermore within sunrise a wide mist knowing wherever the wind lift an echo to a song on & on & on I must be going

The posts are broken the knot-eyed wood petrified the wire serpentine coil-high on a boot but she’ll go around barefoot nine maid road to roam on a desert paint in the windy escalade ever more along never far away than a tap upon a stone where the warm spring was

one day dear Lassie as we pickup & pocket loose change from the beach   you’ll be pekinese when forbidden a breather I’ll bicycle pump   cinnabar’d errands fifty-five hours nonetheless thru doorways more sage

Screenshot of Ol’ Scout IIb dallies in alley’s cann’d cats & locust   Boomers gripe chill out grip in mittens should not count overtime no doubt   one o’er two point five third point turn around pothole to dub per outline