Kickapoo Creek
Kickapoo Creek is bare as bone.
Its bed has cracked.
Its springs have sprung …
Summer Heat
Heat bubbles to the surface,
Heaving asphalt
full and rounded
like her breast …
Did You See?
Did you see the cloud, love? One, big cottony sail Lying so still against an azure sea Moving now, gently on summer's sweet sigh
In Defense of Spice
I smell the cinnamon on your skin
The freshness of rain in your hair
The vanilla candles in moonlight
Cast a twilight glow to the air,
Book Unread
You ask for the book and then page through
Reading only the parts of interest to you.
You never get the whole story, yet