Category Archives: Poetry

Not Felt

I buried my heart in the garden.
This morning I unearthed
One and one half harts.
Oh dear.
I’ve reduced my life
To a joke.
Not a good one, but still…
I did bury my heart.

(2018)

Life Is A Rough Draft

Life is a rough draft
Without footnotes
Or time for
Adequate research
Forgive the misspellings
And obvious inanities
Trust the question mark
For it has your back
Condemn the
Run-on sentence
That lays waste the paragraph
Forgetting where it began
While losing sight of
The end

(2018)

That’s What I Did

I built the pond in the backyard
Hoping to attract bluebirds
But only drew regrets

I planted seeds in the garden
Hoping to nurture pumpkins
But raised a row of disappointments

I built a wall
Of kiln-fired bricks
Because that’s what I thought you did

Look in wonder at
My pond
My garden
My wall
I made them all

(2018)