PoetryJesus Never Had No Peanut Butter CupThere ain’t nothin’ better than a peanut butter cup after hours upon hours of sufferin’ and labor. Vexations run from peanut butter cups. more The Frozen Tundra of My Driveway Laughs in MockeryThe frozen tundra of my driveway laughs in mockery. Venture forth to step on me? You may not. My icy plates will rise, encircling your ankles with imbalance. more Green Leaves and RubiesIn the center of the most beautiful place in the world there nods a tree of unknown measure. How tall; how far; how wide its branches reach... more Indian NeckOn the occasion of our family's departure from Indian Neck, Virginia after five years. Sympathy without Boundariesfor my wife on mother's day, 2003 the twenty-fourth anniversary of our betrothal Sleepy Blue FlowerWritten for our thirteen year old daughter, Thea Grace, on the occasion of her Christmas Poison Ivy. “The Epiphany of Zebediah Clump”
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