Poetry

Annapolis Shallows

Inside her room where bodies spent On a sweat-stained couch marking days With voices raised and a window where love went. How she wanted iambic pentameter A drinking song to sing upon the Chesapeake. Annapolis has moved on, so has… Read More ›

Grain of Sand

Don’t underestimate your life, Your dreams or your place in history. I know you feel as “just a grain of sand” Among trillions, helpless and caught in just one wave   Among trillions crashing onto shores. Life and others will… Read More ›

OUTSIDE BAR

OUTSIDE BAR   Humid night in June Under an ascending crescent moon. Fingers twisting her matted hair behind one ear Pulling it all to one side Leaving a shoulder bare.   Her beauty is crescent And I, drinking my beer… Read More ›