SAMPLES

NOTE: I will add more samples based on requests. Samples from my books can be found at the links on the ABOUT page.

 

Late September, Night

The leaves are holding still, attentive, as if they are waiting to start a race.
The moon clicks like a lonely bird from behind low clouds.
But it is really twenty-four thousand miles up in the air. Speaking to you
Like a memory does, from behind something much smaller but real that barely has your attention.
Summer is like that last glimpse of the friend you thought you wouldn’t find again.
When you can no longer hear his steps, you are in the shadow of the season’s door, you are coming into a room
After a gun has been fired, nothing can be turned back. Your heart
Is the trigger for this new season. It fires like a starter’s pistol
And the leaves are off.

The Push Pull

You are what’s new
under the sun.
You are not what you were yesterday.
You are not
even what you are
today.
You are not even under the sun.

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