Saturday, May 6, 2017 at 09:54PM New Nature, New Poem, New Poetry, Poem, Poetry, modern nature, modern pastoral, nature, nature poem, pastoral in Poetry Friday, February 10, 2017 at 07:06PM the red pen got heavy
and the work were mostly dull
‘the time i fell in love…’
‘my prom date…’
‘when my team went to regionals…’
so i pushed them aside
Birds, Heat, Tired, Winter, Work, food, green jays, green jays eating, modern nature, nature in Poetry Saturday, June 11, 2016 at 02:30PM the weather’s in no mood for fiction
tonight
the winds are scattering the patio furniture
knocking them against the large glass doors
New Poem, New Poetry, The beach, Vacation, interruption, interruptions, nature, ocean, storms, wind in Poetry Friday, February 19, 2016 at 06:40PM the other day
during a fiery lecture
about our vicious histories
a cardinal
out on the first warm day
of february
Friday, February 5, 2016 at 05:43PM a roadrunner stands tall
on a state mandated
patch of grass
looking at the noontime traffic
New Nature, New Poetry, Poetry, Texas, modern nature, nature, roadrunners in Poetry Friday, January 22, 2016 at 09:03PM pressed between
a guardrail and a wall of occupied earth
the path down to the guadalupe
is nothing but cement that didn’t set
properly
Gruene, New Poetry, Poems, Poetry, Texas, modern nature, nature, rivers in Poetry Wednesday, January 21, 2015 at 10:02PM Buildings, Buzzards, New Nature, New Poetry, nature in Poetry Tuesday, September 16, 2014 at 11:19PM those mornings I used to wake up
at 5:30 to go with my father
to the ranch
a round-up
a calf-cutting
vaccinations
Wednesday, July 23, 2014 at 10:23PM Lunch Hour, Roads, Rules, The Lunch Hour Rush, Traffic, nature in Poetry Thursday, March 6, 2014 at 10:23PM Soon, the rough stairs gently became solid and the land was relatively flat leading up to the tree. Jasinto stood carefully, his hands out to balance himself, though his eyes were on the tree. From it, moss and chains hung like ribbons and strange scars dotted it at intervals as though marking off at the forks of the branches. At the foot of it, almost set into the black trunk itself, was a stone disc with some alphabet of great antiquity on it.