Monthly Archives: June 2011

The Door

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I am your opportunity possibilities hinge on your decision to turn my handle I see your hesitation peering at me through a keyhole but enter my friend let’s share ourselves with what could be I long for your company hidden behind a globe of brass lie my stories waiting to turn into our stories shutting ourselves behind a frame of friendship deemed impossible to waiver despite the many knocks stay with me for a while behind this door

*Published in Amazing Kids! magazine

* Awarded the “Silver Key” Award for the Scholastic Art and Writing Award of 2012

In The Teetering Woods

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In the teetering woods night hangs like a sash around the waist so velvet smooth as it engulfs bittersweet darkness here thoughts are suspended in a traffic of delusion until light deems its actuality a piercing dawn shifts its gaze until you can stumble into nightfall again to find yourself in the teetering woods

*Published in Amazing Kids! magazine

*Published in the Armadillo Literary Gazette (LoneStar Mensa)

* Published in the book “A Celebration of Poets” by Creative Communications 2011

* Published in “The Pen” 2011

* Awarded the “Silver Key” Award for the Scholastic Art and Writing Award of 2012

* Published in the America Library of Poetry 2012

Thistle

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From bice and spike

emerges

violaceous petals small and fine

with power entrusted

from the Virgin’s breast

where laiche spilt

yielding a bitter tonic

now placed upon

each royal house

guarded by Thor

 

*Published in Amazing Kids! magazine

Custos Capulus ( The Graveyard Keeper)

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Each and every starrified night

I guide the yelves

To their bimarian vaults

Pudifying the misquemed myrianders

For even the most amorevolous creatures

Creep about the polyandrium

Drollic woundikins soleated in the sospitalic ponasks

Cannot escape my hemerine kexy

I gather each rendling soul

With forced pication

A thankless berth

In this plenisphere of the walking dead

My undeniable duty

Protecting the lost thural temerates

From the rousing restless

Oh, human if you knew

What scathfire of welmish dank

I endure each night

Vanmost at best

However schismarched a roblet

Yet

Some call me a sacriolist

But simply

I am the keeper of this charnel house

Ars Poetica

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I write

To fill their eyes

And find a new light

To look upon

Our brown boxed world

Where poetry

Is the only break

From the restraints

Of

Ourselves

*Published in Amazing Kids! magazine

*Published in the Armadillo Literary Gazette ( LoneStar Mensa)

* Awarded the “Silver Key” Award for the Scholastic Art and Writing Award of 2012