Some Poetry

Poetry that I consider to be in some sort of finished state. This is not confessional poetry… generally just character studies or ideas I want to explore.

One of my poems was nominated for a Rhysling Award. That was a long time ago.

Note that I’ll sometimes put poems under public version control. See my Thoughts and Ruminations repo.


Back home again. Branches peer through twisted optics: leaves preserved in rain gone stone…