Here are the older poems lurking, which are archived from the new poetry section.  Some have been finished, some have been put aside, and some will simply never be complete.  I tend to believe that life and art are rarely finished in even a few years, as that would acknowledge and thus end the span of each piece.

    Comments, again, are welcome... 

Social Depravities    

Mother

"Close-lipped, the circumstance..."

The Other One

"Here lieth the lady within the stone..."

"The rivers are bronze..."

"The sky is pale and slick..."

To My American Lover

You were the One, not I

"Your swan's neck..."

Birdsong

"The taste of metal..."

A Reporter's Silent Story

Between the Lines

"if eyes not mine could see..."

"If loving kept the heart secure..."

Shadow-blue forget me nots

Ancient Portals

Random other poems *coming soon

Older poetry... *coming soon