Poems from JPGeo
Thousands of years you shone
Brightest in the beast’s breast
The heart of the lion
And forming a billion years before
The ancients knew you...
One afternoon I sat alone and watching waves roll into sand
Along this quiet Costa Rican beach there was no one at hand
My solemn mood...
This evening came quiet, creeping like a cat
Sneaking up on its forsaken prey
Outside, December’s wintry twilight
Begs an end to this, the...
Pirelo was a barber like his father.
One of many barbers in the shop on base.
The flat-top was the Air Force standard
Tight crop with a...
The blue of the sky is not in a box of crayons.
The color of the deep ocean does not have a name.
There are trees that are five thousand...