Poet Laundry

Image by Karsten Hohmeier PublicDomainPictures Every now and then a poem stays with me or a line gets stuck ...

Image by Dawn Hudson PublicDomainPictures I'm a patchwork sketch with patchouli rest between my breasts--- and you...

The chime is engraved with a lighthouse, a harbor, a ship on the sea. It hangs from the eaves above our deck ...

mid-March, lion dots her i with a little sun © 2015 Jennifer Wagner

Toril “Smells Like Rain” Winter moans elsewhere ---but here within me, yesterdays roam, panicky. Like spring rai...

smells like             globs             of glue stuck to             crumpled             red tissue paper on gre...

semper augustus, wikimedia commons like a garnet-streaked tulip, valentine, in a field of daffodils more yel...

It sickles out a living when you're not looking, takes a piece of you, leaves a part of it on you, in certain scars...

I want to search your depths and find veils and smoke, that will vanish at last in flame.            --from Eve's Discourse, by...

Harmonica in hand, fedora tipped, he sits on the curb at Pike Place,            a glass at his side. I don't q...