Poetry

How Are You? (Sandcastle 12.15)

How are you? Three words spark a thousand lies in my black hole of a mind each lie a light a billion stars in a trillion galaxies….

A poem about writing—”Black is the color of ink in my veins. . . .”

A poem about conquering depression with the written word, and the subsequent cycle when dealing with rejection during the publication process

I took the standard form for most rejection letters I’ve received, and I turned it into a positive poem to celebrate writers.

I dreamed a dream so deep it became an ocean of immeasurable depths and I drank every drop until it […]

This year seemed appropriate to share the first poem I ever published. “Dream Catcher” was featured in the 2005 edition….

upon the ten-year-old girl from Florida who decided to send a letter across the Atlantic to a stranger in Europe….

Three leagues North as the raven flies, messenger of the gods. In barren white, the call sounds. One for sorrow, two for mirth.

I carried two soldiers today, two men I had never met. A name on a sign, one in each hand, the names of two fallen vets.

Wandering blind with no direction, too long you’ve been injecting rejection into my thoughts—correction—my heart….