Bait the Lines

  dawn drops the glitter of night in its promise of sunlight slowly in ever so’s broad brush of azure ochre turns to ruby blushing above the...

  come now christmas eve  a flame burning without a candle for you are my candle  you are there in that space  between the wax and the wick ...

  the sea waves   thundering  in the atlantic westerlies off the sea onto the rocks in the faith of leaning into your arms of divining in th...

  distain there is always one stain even after an extra rinse an extra long spin self-distain is indelible           ‘i am terrible’ is the ...

  end points first it’s a ear lobe cold then it’s a cold nose moistly overdew  finally it’s a cold sweat on a relaxed brow how stertorous yo...

do you have time for tea? janey  i don’t have the words which is not like me at all could i be like you  is a thought i guess many have ther...

  late in twos and threes crows like colons :: :: in the trees under a full moon stopped above the fields  ivory in the setting  of a winter...