Fjordscene Poetry

My mom doesn’t understand Picasso.She cannot understandthe urge to try something newinstead of mimicking otherswhen … Continue ReadingNew Poem: “She Doesn’t Understand Picasso”

People don’t want tortured attempts at answering existential questions. So I really don’t have much … Continue ReadingNew Poem: “Sitting on an Anthill”

seasons change and I feel it in my bones –older than I and ever changing … Continue ReadingNew Poem: “today. tomorrow. any day. any time.”

A circle drawn around you all,you lean in near to hear –you bask in warmth … Continue ReadingNew Poem: “Your Drawn Circle”

My mom doesn’t understand poetry –she cannot feel how rhythmlinked with wordscreates new meaningand allows … Continue ReadingNew Poem: “She Doesn’t Understand Poetry”

thoughts grow slowly in my mindthen suddenly spring forthas fully formed decisionsaltering my course –

The sea is my constant companion – an undercurrent in my life –I’ve always heard … Continue ReadingNew Poem: “Currents”

I was told that with ageI’d find answers – find faith –but all I found … Continue ReadingNew Poem: “You Say Those Words But I Don’t Think You Know What They Mean”

it’s hard to lose weight when the urge to drinkstrikes me at inopportune times –like … Continue ReadingNew Poem: “solace”