#tbt Past Poetry: Pet Rocks

#tbt Past Poetry: Pet Rocks

Pet Rocks 2009 When I was young,I always wonderedAbout kidsWho had rocks as pets. Why? I’d ask myself.If you can’t have a real pet,There are alternatives:Name a wild animal,Find an insect,Or nurse a plant. After all, a rock can’t do anything.Can’t run,Can’t play,Can’t...
#tbt Past Poetry: Invading Darkness

#tbt Past Poetry: Invading Darkness

Invading Darkness Nov 2005 I love this poem; what I love most is the sound of these words spoken out loud with the sonnet rhythm. A cave of shade hides in a winter park Tucked away from the moving rush of life, Where blackness reigns and cold cuts like a knife, Where...