Blank Verse - Stories

Skyscrapers for whatever weather the winds to life.

Exploring places which exist in my boyhood memory.

This is a series of once and future dances, echoes and dreams from the long, discontented solitude enforced by the pandemic. I dedicate it to a man whose friendship and fire have burned constant through this everlasting night.

My attempt to sort through thoughts, feelings, and erratic ideas using poetic forms.

Two sets of poems featuring different takes on the theme "Seasons".

A peregrination, an exploration, a journey of mind, heart and memory,

I recall some San Francisco places that mean the most to me.

Two new poems about the cycle of change, for us and the world around us.

Haiku are well suited for observations in nature, but their meanings, for me, can be much deeper in their connection to the human spirit. All these poems are observations and outlets for what lays within.

Two eighteen-year-old boys find the love of their life; one with a girl, and the other with a sexy poet.

Come explore the vibrantly pulsing world of the ancient Greeks, their lives, their customs and their divinities. Fun, adventure and a little gender-funk will reward you along the way!

Raw. These poems should be read by no one. A follow-up of Summer 2020 – Hell in a Handbasket

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