Posted by Rich Magahiz Fri, 23 Sep 2011 14:23:00 GMT
on the knife edge
out-breaths and in-breaths
weigh the same
dirt between the toes that girl is a scythe
Posted by Rich Magahiz Sun, 21 Aug 2011 09:40:00 GMT
distant rumbles
the rain, when it comes,
a baptism
he cannot die – that sod Enkidu
no use
caching this cargo
the Belt Mandarins
ladle it out thick: dragon fodder
Posted by Rich Magahiz Mon, 01 Nov 2010 02:10:00 GMT
as we wait
as we pray tell
the Samhain wick dims
Posted by Rich Magahiz Wed, 06 Oct 2010 17:19:00 GMT
a goldfinch
works the tall weedstalk
the smell of smoke
Posted by Rich Magahiz Mon, 30 Aug 2010 20:46:00 GMT
through the ion cloud
a dab of spun sugar
sings
Posted by Rich Magahiz Wed, 12 May 2010 17:04:00 GMT
