Monthly Archives: January 2018

Neighborhood Watch…

The recent hard freezes in New Orleans have lead to a lot of plumbing work for me. In case you have never had the occasion to know, I am a plumber by trade. So today, we went to a housing … Continue reading

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Battle Hymn…

As I stand here looking down from this hill My Sword is heavy My Shield lies in the dust The tide of the battle rages below me Blood stains my armor and the tattered bandages that flutter from my arms … Continue reading

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Irremediable…

There is no cure for a poet’s heart doomed to be so in love with my Muse Our time together is brief but I ache for every second she spends near me For the times when she stands behind my … Continue reading

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Are You Fucking New Here?- A Weyward Sisters Collaboration

Originally posted on A Global Divergent Literary Collective:
You dropped by today dissected my verse thoughtfully pointed out all the ways I could smooth out my edges improve flow to slide more gently past your discerning eyes you must be…

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Linguistics…

  let me be your mountain and you shall be the snow upon my weathered face against my chest lean your tired shoulders let your hair be a silk blanket to cover my heart I’ll curl my arm around your … Continue reading

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Fallen…

The glimmering early morning golden light filters in through the shadows of the city Coffee shop sidewalk table I sit with my cafe’ au lait Sipping creamy brown and wonderful between finger swipes I glance to the park across the … Continue reading

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Oubliette: Sir Eric Syrdal and Lady Kindra

I thought I had said all there was to say….Then she picked up her pen….and our Muses danced. So honored to have written this with an amazing and talented poet such as she.   Oubliette  The march began on meadow … Continue reading

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Indentured…

Ash and bark and brittle bone for one such as I, each day reborn in morning frost I walked winter fields blue and cold at dusk I scatter like a murder of crows Ash and bark and brittle bone I … Continue reading

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