My poem, Estranged, was published by Flashes of Brilliance today. Here is the poem:
I happened by the old house today.
It was early evening
and the well-worn sun was just beginning
to retire behind the tree line—
it had been years and years,
and I almost passed it by.
It has been poorly kept.
Someone painted the front door
which seemed to me a cry for help—
but even that has faded.
The majestic beech that towered
over the street is down—
with hands linked
we could barely get our arms around it.
I remember autumns when the leaves
inches deep on the front lawn.
How we would wade in them.
that tree would last forever.
But all things change,
even the continents
are drifting apart—
are becoming strangers
And the link: