Confession: I have entered fewer than five -- much fewer than five -- writing contests in my life. But I am planning on entering another soo...

At the time of dreams, I empty my mind, Sweep it clean of the debris of the day, Allow the stress to stream from my fingertips And sink ...

My current reading book is Muriel Barbery's The Elegance of the Hedgehog . In it, a student asks the language teacher why people learn g...

The doctor had a big gut, the sort that looks like it would fall into his legs were his belt not there to squeeze his insides upward....

Season of stars, diamonds piled up on the doorstep and frost growing like fur on streetlamps. Light from the houses around reflec...

I think we may be approaching this poetry thing all wrong. Way back in the day, poetry was some blind dude telling you stories (Homer). Th...

Lucerne Wreaths My grandma says in those days, no one was paid to take care of the cemetery. The day before Memorial Day, she and her s...

Yes, this is an original poem. Enjoy (at least, I hope you do). I It’s getting smaller. I realized this a century ago or so, whe...

I enjoy pretty poetry, I enjoy poetry that is weird, I love poetry that makes me think, and  Egypt From Space  by Beckian Fritz Goldberg...

At this moment, you are tearing through the day at the incredible speed of one thousand miles per hour. So say the scientists, their qu...

I typed that title for this blog post and thought, "Dang, do I really think I'm qualified to write something with that title?"...

A friend and coworker of mine passed away yesterday. I wrote this as a way to let out some of my thoughts and emotions, but also as a way to...

I'm not really sure how to talk about an entire book of poetry, and I'll admit that up front. I've recently discovered, thanks...

I learned I’m racist while I was dating a black man. I figured it out because the idea that my kids may not look like me was on my mind. ...

This was my first attempt at a poem that is meant to be read aloud. So go ahead and charm the person next to you with your dramatic reading ...

I spent a few hours yesterday and the first half of today attending the 2013 Creative Writing/Teaching Conference at Southern Utah Univ...

The university I attend has a literary journal called the Kolob Canyon Review .  A while back, I submitted a poem to the journal and i...

Just wrote this poem.  Edited by no one but me, written in about 30 minutes.  I'm an impressionist poet, what can I say? Vanilla w...

Last semester, I took a poetry class.  As a class, we took one evening to visit Cedar Breaks National Monument.  We took a short hike (more ...

Stars – They fill the heavens like torches from the past. Yet city lights obscure our direction and buildings hide the constellations....