Is it safe to feed the ducks? Is it good For them? Probably not. They’ll fend for themselves, No? And these Sunday breakfast remains Are mine. Croissant flakes, and the bitter Ache of coffee! Dull clouds drift Above, and the light is so dim and pure, The pond a quicksilver sheen, and the ducks Well-fed and warm, I’m sure. Shortly A rain will start to streak. By then We’ll be in the car,...

Added 01 May 2013 | Category Love Poems | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 405 | 5 Comments

I may have to put on five or ten pounds, I so like this contentment. I like the feel of your belly, sticky, against my skin. You kiss me again, slippy tongue snug beneath my earlobe. Hair fluffs against my throat. Your thigh slides heavy over me, a bother that melts my heart in a puddle, in a place too clear. This is bad. You’re living with your grandparents. You spend too many hours...

Added 30 Apr 2013 | Category Love Poems | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 393 | 9 Comments

(for Sisters, in scholarly seclusion) * * * * * * * Rock chicks rub off on you. Punks, goths, ravers, Even tweecore wallflowers sipping tea (that’s me). Kettle whistles, I do too. Hers Replies. Yay! Glad I’ve set the second pot Out. How are things? Henry VIII predates Tyrants today for show trials, the sot-- And the Gunpowder Plot? Ha, what a geek Am I, rehashing dirty deeds of old?...

Added 12 Feb 2012 | Category Love Poems | Votes 15 | Avg Score 4.87 | Views 529 | 7 Comments

(a companion-piece to "Ice Elation"; dedicated to sprite, who knows the life of the nymphs and other princesses, and has been owed an ode) * * * * * * * * These be nymphs I see. What sly wizardry, To rapture me down to the bottom of the sea. Adrift in narcotic waves, I reply To all glad tidings with a supple sway. This way, that! Pliant, I parade, a comely crowd‘s Candy willow....

Added 01 Jan 2012 | Category Love Poems | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 548 | 1 Comment

I awake and find you-- same hard-knuckled rapping Of deadened boughs wind-stormed against the pane-- Perched, insolent and knowing, on my mind’s sill, Preoccupied with your thumb, some crumpet-crumb Or, heaven help us, the pungent remains Of an amorous trophy. How’d you sneak past All those cobwebs, I wonder? I’ll make coffee, Wipe the snot from my eyes and try and find Some semblance...

Added 15 Dec 2011 | Category Love Poems | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,528 | 3 Comments

I could fuck myself with a smooth-cut stone, Plug my fingers inside some bubbling spring To swallow earth’s squirts or make mountains spew, So greedy my hands now, for you-- and you. With polite purpose I entered the game, Acknowledged set bounds were all for the best. I let myself out when the fucking’s through: Merry chirpers above, I wing off, blue. Light-hearted was I, your...

Added 18 Jan 2012 | Category Love Poems | Votes 13 | Avg Score 4.85 | Views 875 | 6 Comments

I. Here stands that same famous Helen of Troy Who lately fired men and ships, her towers Forsaken like her promise to prince or king, For other loves deserted, different desires. Goddess-crowned, immortal, her beauty beams Gold on white beaches and fires the waves. Many seasons have fled, nations have waked And borne down in flames their extinguished fate, Yet this same Mediterranean...

Added 11 Apr 2012 | Category Love Poems | Votes 14 | Avg Score 4.93 | Views 470 | 12 Comments

My mother-in-law is a good person. Good to her two grown children. Good to her grandkids-- I’ve given her two of them. A good mother herself, and a heartbroken one, for the daughter she lost, lost when my husband was ten. She’s good to me: kind, thoughtful; yes, like a second mother. In the eyes of God, probably, better than the one I had. Better than my stepmother, surely. And a loving...

Added 22 Aug 2012 | Category Bisexual | Votes 20 | Avg Score 4.89 | Views 3,712 | 12 Comments

I thought to instruct the birds-- now, wings bowed and bound I'm sinking in the diminishment of a skylark’s looney tune Larking, loose-limbed and giddy turning skycarts in the dappled sun while I, enchanted, shrink To a little pool of bedazzlement--...

Added 13 Aug 2012 | Category Love Poems | Votes 7 | Avg Score 4.71 | Views 258 | 8 Comments

If you’re going to live out contradictions Put them all on the same page at least? I did, I did! I rage and plea But oh, I spill my tea. In all the fume and excitement I forget almost This ecstasy dyes out the daily planner And makes my hours a wash. Did you see the rain? The sky collapses And putters, putters, and the laundered specks Drizzle past pebbles as out the pipes they fly. Oh,...

Added 15 Oct 2012 | Category Love Poems | Votes 9 | Avg Score 4.67 | Views 330 | 5 Comments