Haiku Somewhere in the midst of writing several poems about really heavy topics (just scroll down!), I entered a fun "Soapku" c...
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My poem The Train has been published in the The Sunday Edition (October 21, 2018) of Poets Reading the News. Click the link to read it!...

Here is a poem visual I made for my poem, The Wound , which was published as the poem of the day (October 17, 2018) in Indolent Books...

A Sonnet Here is a poem visual I made for my poem Permanent Separations , which was published in Faithfully Magazine (Issue #4). C...

At the top of fame’s staircase She stopped and stared, caged By pathways too frail For ambition to trace, At the foot of the mounta...

A Lament To her, he is a loaf of bread, Plus diapers, books, and bills; To him, she is hot love in bed, His fantasies fulfi...

Petrarchan Sonnet I see you like I’m standing on the moon And drinking in your blues whose hurricanes Are silent swirls that dance...

Shakespearean Sonnet When ancient time shuts tight its rusted doors And fastens keyless lock upon its stair, Beforehand emptyin...

Senryu I would much rather Be an honest nobody Than a hollow king. _________________ Originally posted as part of a One...

Pantoum Our well-worn hopes we bring To life, that beautiful cacophony. An orchestra still tunes its strings; We long for more t...

Cinquain We slam Our screens and spray On poison’s sheen. You stay Away from her and from that child Inside! ______________...

Villanelle He says just before going in for the kill A string of epithets I will not honor here, While it’s getting harder and har...

An Acrostic Golden Shovel* after Propaganda Pay attention. This Emptiness will yell and flash and type, Ravenous for hype an...

What is a cube unto a square That sees not off its plane? What is an answer to a prayer When faith is ruled insane? ____________...

A Recipe in Pantoum Toasted bun Aioli Smoked bacon Melted Brie Aioli Avocado Melted Brie Sliced tomato Avocado ...

A Quatrain In places where we cannot breathe, Where pressures press on us to leave, There, hidden in the underneath, God, in o...

An Abhanga Falling apart faster Than I can build my bliss; Who will save me from this Body of death? _________________ ...

A Quadruple Cleave Poem with Tamyka Bell, Zev., and C. Duhnne It’s a fool’s game: our hungry hearts, delusioning, start makin...

A Cleave Poem with Dewi & Tamyka Bell We look for love in swaying, falling Flowers cut and given once then crumbling While root...

An Abhanga To think! My mornings once Knew not the bubbly tune Of daughters in their room Laughing, awake. _________________ ...