Tag Archives: daring

Deadbeat Dragon

she keeps licking
the underbelly of
the cerulean dragon
to see if he
will breathe fire
for her

so far
the friction of
two small sticks
is the only reward

Do you have to make a beast angry?


Musicbox Dancer

sometime i dance
on a pin’s head
would it be easier
to thread a needle
sew the lid shut

but the music
it would still be calling

Brandishing Sticks

i worked my sticks today

click, click, clack

thinking of my nephew

the scarf’s recipient to be

how he has become a boy

stitch upon stitch upon stitch

he keeps stretching out

like my fiber creation

i watch those around him

work the sticks, follow the pattern

when the scarf is done

i think my next composition

will be set upon easel, for me

only one stick that does not click

but quietly spreads the color

into new combinations and possibilities

as thoughts unfold upon cloth canvas

with no pattern to follow