Canvass Bound

Bed comfort, so tired Saturday morning, late breakfast Canvass Day, reluctant muscles Layering up, brace for chill Park car, canvass bound First knock, hopes high Basic no, sadly trudge Second no, losing faith… Continue reading →

The Writer’s trek

The screen sits still Blinking cursor beckons The block, the wait, the anticipation Slowly your mind comes to life Black on white Words take shape In the twisty curls of letters Characters are… Continue reading →

List Poem: A Lost Phone

Ticket and passport in hand. Finally, like a dream, England bound! English hotel is perfect, atmosphere intoxicates Small London suburb is home away from home A taste of business life: crazy opposite-side-of-street commute… Continue reading →