Books of Poems
There is a woman from the greenhouse.
You may know her.
She was waiting for such a long time.
She was hoping all the conditions were right.
She was praying to the Spirit God to bring her the one.
The special one.
The one that would make her life complete.
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It was cold in Portland
We crossed the street
surrounded by skyscrapers
necks craned upward
our breath fogging
looking back
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It is hard to write on a day when you’re afraid. Anxiety crawling up to shorten the breath. Thoughts chasing the innocent thinker. So I head out. Down the sandy path. Out onto the beach on a creamy white day. I head north towards the river mouth. Fear they say is false evidence appearing real. Consider then…the … Read more