We used to be a bottle before we broke apart. Now we are merely glass shards moved by the ocean’s heart And if we once should happen washed up on the same beach we, by the sea’s erosion, can never […]
These are the poems I never felt were fit to be compiled. They adhere to no specific theme I could build a collection around, and / or were never written with the intention of doing so.
However, that does not make them unfit for publication – they just defy categorization.
And so they are assembled here, in their own little archive. Each standing proudly on its own – whether they be rejected from a collection, or just announced themselves unbidded about something specific which I wrote no more about.
The oldest go back to 2010 when I first started writing poetry (“for real”), and new ones will – obviously – be added on a regular basis.