KILLING WAR (for DVerse Poets)

The snake slithered through the sand shimmered red under the golden sun rose petals ebbed and flowed on its froth vaporous tears rose from its steamy breath. Heavy boots jiggered and jigged falling to the rhythm of bullets popping as popcorn overhead. Fireworks lit up the clouds seared scarlet the shifting ground and yet, theContinue reading “KILLING WAR (for DVerse Poets)”


There’s a language that speaks to all though only a few command it well an alphabet of eight notes all weighed in a scale needing no words – an infant knows he’s loved by the sound of his mother’s lullaby. Listen to Mancini command the notes with his baton as a wizard wields  his staffContinue reading “MUSIC”