My beauty is eyes that require thick spectacles
My beauty is full cheeks like a gibbous moon
My beauty is the B that never made it to A
My beauty is a name on the list of those
...
I miss the sinuous curves
of our words-
the way our blue ink
pitter-pattered
...
silenced
nice is not necessarily a good thing
it is an insult
...
Give Heart
Is it a crime, to lack the ability to rhyme?
Should we shun, those whose words fail to stun?
...
I commend you
for writing poetry
for writing good poetry
...
Look between stacked stones
Inside the holes of tree shadows
The stones may become a stairway
The holes openings
...
Remove the grin on your face,
you creature of the night!
Your smile is ghastly,
...
I say 'yes'
because it feels smooth on my tongue
when I utter it
I like the way its vowel sound
...