Escutcheon

Armando’s six words for me to show my poeming idiocy. Disposition; shield; bruise; sustenance; Monday; electoral Escutcheon My dust to dust mid-Monday disposition is more ...........

Detritus

my bones have become brittle as my mind has become bitter but I’m learning to finger pick that tiny violin A strangely dexterous demise without ...........

A Change Of Whether

So our buddy, and neighbor Gloria gave me six words for another stupid poemin’ trick… Tornado, Palm Tree, Beach,  Amazing, Wind, Stars A Change Of Whether Cocktails at the ...........

September

September inglorious simple daze of dimming and nights of after thought sweaters or an out of shape jacket with an erratic zipper That won’t give ...........

Peak Watts

I have a subversive subwoofer that riffs the bottom end of my heartbeat a metronome mimic cartooning a cadence of the stumble bum in one’s ...........