poetry I’ve Always Known I padded through the halls to the alcove. Pictures of our gathered memoirs hung along nail-scratched, cracking walls. Dan Seals’ voice echoed through the floorboards. Somehow, the footsteps that once matched mine fell away. Pulling out a chair, I saved another. My feet tapped under the table; the wood trembled beneath. […]
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The Freesias Will Know Isn’t it true—the poems I writecircle slowlyback to me? Take me, please,to the poets’ tombs.Let me wanderamong quiet stones. Lilac and berry tones—a place where I belong. A field of freesias,pale and near—the kind of placethat understands a tear. I may leave soon,but not beforeI ask my musewhat makes my core.
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Eye for an Eye Eye for an Eye some things were always seen — just never said I watched the apple, lazy eyed. Burgundy my hair was dyed. Time gone by. I remember mid-July. You waved your hand and whispered, “Hi.” We met eye to eye. Cool guy, he got my heartbeat high. He talked
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The Shelf Gallery is a literary puzzle poem inspired by classic books and stories. Each line forms a book spine on a shelf, hiding a message for readers to uncover.
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