Sad

‘A Minute Past Midnight’

New York City, sweet Briar-Rose Red Avenue. And a meandering minute sweeps past midnight.

Steeped in unofficial sadness – a rather resolute person who owns the…

Read More

“Leave Her Alone”

She has been left jaded and thirsty for more – both of these singular things flourishing together, where were they when she needed to be connected by…

Read More

‘High On Impossible’

The time that it takes to bless the people, the places

The pace is very nearly standing tall at being still – and she cannot manage…

Read More

‘Flashbulb Friends’

She is an etched-sketched, stretched-thin masterpiece with manicured fists for fingers and at the emerging moment that that conversationally correct, circumspect typewriter breathes is the maternal moment…

Read More

Poetry Themes

Recent Poems

Copyright © 2018 poetart. All rights reserved.