• singing

    I when we were in high school my girlfriend was too shy to sing with me though we both wanted to. I often sang alone imagining what her voice and mine would sound like together. II we sang our first duet at her parents’ house. the duet was quick and awkward. and we had to… Continue Reading

  • Taken

    I took you— that’s how I started my poem, but then those three words are almost an erotic poem in themselves. I can think of so many places where I’ve taken you and so many where I will. to be sure of meaning I looked up ‘took’— to lay hold of; to seize with the… Continue Reading

  • Tributaries

      the way a brook runs under snow on a winter’s night as if I wouldn’t know what lies hidden in plain sight is the way I find you under a winter’s slate of sheets and a pillow or two (uncovering you is bittersweet); but I am drawn and must like a tributary and with… Continue Reading

  • Irresistable

    Irresistable  · And here’s another man — Wouldn’t you know? — Kissing your coy and artful hand.  · He’ll be an also-ran In a night or so. And here’s another man  · Who wears a wedding band And look how slow! — Kissing your coy and artful hand.  · I know how this began. I… Continue Reading

  • 2. if now

    · · ·····if ·····now i want to write a poem about love– ·····making my window says the snow is simply ·····white ·····on evergreens and my door says there must be some mistake— and i cannot compare the gray ·····sky ·····to you and not the black trees to anything like the softly, ··········red up– ···············welling of… Continue Reading