Poems from saerwen200
Rough shards wave the shore,
she pounds a fist on the ground
shadows from the sun tread lightly
disturbing sand enough to stir.
The wash of...
On the square in Helen, next to the Christmas ornament store,
a little building made like the original.
Scalloped plastic gilded on the...
I remember her little coal dress, silk skin,
sky high heels, heart-black curls.
She skipped around the party,
innocent, pitch seething in...
I witnessed in a root
that stood in my mother’s garden
Brown burning water to mud
then dust,
Polluting veins required for...
The moon races by the windowsill of Beach Music, our house on the sea,
unremitting and vain in his chase.
The footprint lane drifted down...