Shakespearian Dream
Once upon a time in a galaxy far, far away there lived a bug named Orville. He died.
Tossed Aside
I throw paper wads
To avoid
Damaging the glass
Umbrellas and Horseshoes
It was a rainy day. I was at the typewriter composing. That was all I could come up with.
Beauty
I admired her painting in the studio one afternoon.
Autumn
Migration, hibernation
Full moon burns yellow
Cris air licks naked branches
Wrapped in wool
We wade in leaves
Red Squishy Things
"The same heart beats in every human breast."
An Unfinished Poem Sparked by One Line Which Sounded Great But Then I Couldn't Come Up with Anything Else
Apartment hunting early.
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