Monthly Archives: April 2014

Nature on His Mind

He’d thought about it a long time. A very long time, standing there on the hillside, looking out over glen and moor. It made no sense to him, this scurrying and hurrying and milling about. He understood the cows and … Continue reading

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Drumroll, please!!!

  My novel is now available at Amazon!! Here’s the cover, done by Rebecca Poole of Dreams2Media. My editor is Diane Nelson. Please head over to Amazon (http://amzn.to/1gQoS2a) and grab a copy of Bittermoon, the first book in the Fallow … Continue reading

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Sail

Breakers sing and breakers dance upon the sand-gray shore While everlasting blue expands and shifts to nevermore Horizon dark with distance seeks the lover in the sky The sea’s hard-on, the masts and sails thrust for all to spy The … Continue reading

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Beach Chair

Minuscule peaks of adobe form a dreamscape to frame the slats of need. I spoke to him of love that day, that god-and-devil-forsaken day when his hands left sweat-prints on my heart and his ass carved canyons of “do me … Continue reading

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My Calli’s Leaves

Calli scuffed among the leaves that day, that pink striped hoodie day, darting here and there with this leaf and that stem-gripped by toddler-pudged thumb and pointer. “Daddy, most beautifulest of all!” a yellow spade-contour cottonwood. “Daddy, Daddy, the most … Continue reading

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Kings of the Forest

The silver birches march to peace beneath the paling sky Gold and russet-brown their love lies around their feet “Tall and proud the warriors stood who christened us with blood Cold and empty lie they now amidst our tangling roots. … Continue reading

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Time Lattice

  The frames of time and inner space Are not a grid at all But spiral, spiral, outward, up And carry us along From Africa we crawled and ran We strode, this conquering race Our home, a continent of curve … Continue reading

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