Last year I tried doing some Poetry in Motion pictures, where I layered lines from my poetry along with evocative background images. Now that my graphic design skills have improved, I thought I would try an updated version. I hope … Continue reading Poetry In Motion, Take Two
I gave you my heart You threw it in the gutter I once had your heart But you gave it to another You took such great pride In kicking me to the curb You tried but can’t deny You wanted … Continue reading Gutter Heart
At first glance she’s lovely Without pretense or disguise At second glance she’s gorgeous With fire burning in her eyes At third glance she’s so tempting With a skillful, sexy pout At fourth glance she’s pure wisdom With no shadow … Continue reading At First Glance
Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay. … Continue reading Nothing Gold Can Stay
I wish I could read the story of us An impartial version I could actually trust A third person account of our days and our nights An objective description of each wrong and right I would bookmark pages in the … Continue reading The Story Of Us
I just posted a poem that I found in a brochure when I was in college. The poem is called Puttin’ A Full Moon To Shame, and I found it printed on middle page of the UC Santa Cruz Women’s … Continue reading The Full Moon Put To Shame
Sorry to say but the whole world is an earthquake It tips and topples and forces hearts to break But water will find its own level And fires will slowly subside The balance will be restored It’s only a matter … Continue reading Hold On, But Let Yourself Sway
You hide your wisdom behind wide eyes Why do you insist on feigning surprise? You think you look so cute and fragile Why do you wear that silly fake smile? You seem to believe that it will impress Why do … Continue reading Why Do You Hide?
On June 13th, 1919, my great-grandma received a gift – “The Girl Graduate – Her Own Book”. It was a scrapbook for the modern young lady, and my very favorite treasure when I was younger. I used to read and … Continue reading Vintage Poetry – Would You?
Another poem found among my grandparent’s possessions. This one comes courtesy of an old, old volume of The Line Book. The inner cover explains that it’s “a compilation of the choicest verse and prose published the ‘Line o’ Type or … Continue reading Familiar Spirit