Loss of Heaven, Pains of Hell
Expats, PoetryThis is the one, my first love I hear no trumpets touting A dirge, perhaps, but no trumpets In college...
colorless teddy bears
Poetrysometimes black and white surrounds childhood while teddy bears sit still, waiting ready for the laughter of a little girl...
I Remember Mendocino
Poetryi remember mendocino, with old gray farm houses and rustic brown barns rock islands harbored in the...
The Codicil
Expats, PoetryIt was your idea to draw up legal Wills, wretched documents These ideas of what goes to whom and why...





Beneath the sea | Expats Poetry 

