Strange Creatures Pt. 7: September Seventh
Your smile is sweet as a stand of sugarcane
at the back of Summer’s land.
Strange Creatures Pt. 6: Antelope and Rose
Petulant in season and out,
eyes that taunt the lion
Inktober Day 8
Muhammad A Bee. He stings like a bee. This is late, but it’s a pun, so that’s okay, right?
Inktober Day 4
Bat Pilgrim. I love everything about that jacket, especially the sweet X-Men patch.
Preparing Supper
I have unstopped the dinner wine
to flood abandoned riverbeds;
Autumn is Annointed
My Inktober project
Skin Like Sand
Your skin like sand – I drift along your borderline.
Move South, I am the satiate of flame.
Mountain Graces – Thirty-Five Thousand Feet
Mountains, great bones of the earth,
slither – snake rib-cages –
The Fire
Trees thin, till you can see
for hours the fire
Roll, Mountains, Roll
Mountains roll and crash; no
open ocean rollers crest
Strange Creatures Pt. 5: Eunice
Dark eyes, pools to drift in,
wells to sink in, after the light,
Autumn Night, Ablaze
This Autumn night is full of shadowed sounds
From leaves that might be steps upon a lawn