A Hir A Thoddaid The valve pumped cold red, on through the boreAs screaming neurons opened the coreI reached the knob of life’s closing doorStone silence, as my soul hit the floorExhale, breath abandoned lungs […]
Category: Poetry
There Goes the Sun
A poem from the new collection On Driftwood and Oblivion Shall we go now, for later it should be too hotEclipse the stars, traverse the moonsLeave all behind, take nothing but the plotUnder the watchful […]
Standing Bear
A poem from the collection On Driftwood and Oblivion Niobrara ripples, defying time’s marchThrough endless drops in clouds of grayLearned hunts on wings of restless eaglesDid those dust worn skins have no say?Standing Bear is […]
For Wounded Knee
A poem from the collection On Driftwood and Oblivion Ghost Dance nerves for blackened steelSpotted Elk lay deadNo slow drum beat for each shotA mass grave instead. The Buffalo GhostEver roaming barren plainsLife’s endless outpost. […]