Category: Poetry

Five Poem Friday

After exploring the recesses of this brain, three tiny poems need released. By the time I write those, I will have two more bubbling about

Caracol

What do snails think

when crossing a busy street

or a stretch of asphalt that lasts forever?

Meditation #7

Do you think the monarch has moments where he wishes to return to the comfortable solitude of his chrysalis?

Meditation #6

Use the breath to keep the heat of the moment from becoming a spark that begins an all-consuming wildfire.

Squares

Would my life be better if I had learned to play chess instead of checkers? Then I could start out as a king Instead of waiting for my crown.