A Morning Walk
The morning coffee turned stale in my mouth. Right out the door I felt like turning back. A muggy wind blowing up from the Gulf Made me want to flee back to my bed....
Original poems and other works of poetry
The morning coffee turned stale in my mouth. Right out the door I felt like turning back. A muggy wind blowing up from the Gulf Made me want to flee back to my bed....
Snow burns my eyes At a Telluride ski resort. My boots are tight. My face is frosty. I stand atop the bunny hill. I push off with the right foot. Slide onto the left,...
I feel that still strange feeling of oxygen flowing through my body. My muscles ache in protest and my stomach growls in anger. For far too long, I have kept my body neglected. Atrophy...
Outside the sun shines, and I’m in a box. Inside I sit amongst upholstered walls, Staring all day at a glowing glass screen Under the flickering fluorescent lights. Papers pile up on every surface....
Fall in Texas is an interesting thing. After several months of summer, The hellish heat is finally at an end, And the city awakens from its summer siesta. The August heat here is brutally...
The morning commute begins at dawn. I down my coffee and stumble out the door. Stuck in traffic, I see the station. And watch as the Red Line passes me by. On the platform...
Lost in the desert I wandered for years. Mountains looming in every direction. Shining forests of green paradise Calling me from the far horizon. I never got closer to finding my way. Adrift in...