Hey, everyone. My poem “The Footbridge” is available for your perusal at Manuela Timofte’s blog In A Love World. Sincere thanks to Manuela for her kindness in sharing my poetry on her wonderful blog.
That derelict footbridge Has finally failed Stranding us on Opposite shores Of the abyss Words Like rotted planks Litter the gorge Below Desires and dreams Dashed Upon indifferent rocks Silence is all I hear from you…
Hi, folks. “Walking Tree,” a recent poetic collaboration with esteemed poet Joni Caggiano, is now available at LatinosUSA. Many thanks to editor Michelle Navajas for publishing this collaboration, and, of course, to Joni for inviting me to work with her on this piece. It was such an honor and a delight to team up with such a brilliant writer and cherished friend. Joni’s deeply moving writing and stunning photography can be found on her blog, Rum and Robots.
Hello, everyone. Recently, I collaborated with esteemed poet Joni Caggiano to create a piece of poetry, and this poem, “Walking Tree,” is now available at Hotel by Masticadores. A special thanks to editor Michelle Navajas for publishing this collaborative effort, and, of course, to Joni for asking me to work with her on this piece. It was truly an honor to team up with such a brilliant writer and wonderful friend. Joni’s profound and moving writing and beautiful photography can be experienced on her blog, Rum and Robots.
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Hey, everybody. Just a note to let you know my poem “The Trunk” is now live at Manuela Timofte’s blog In A Love World. My sincere appreciation goes to Manuela for her generosity in sharing this poem.
“The Trunk” (c) 2021 by Michael L. Utley
There is a place for things That don’t belong in Other places That sere and weathered Trunk that hunkers lupine-like Amid dust-addled attic shadows Wood split and gouged With time and neglect Iron bands and fittings A crumble of rust Lockless clasp broken From endless breeches And pryings I should have Replaced that lock Eons ago The ill-fitting lid Is too loose More decoration Than function And tends to rattle Of its own accord Far too often For what’s inside wants to Breathe Stretch Pop knuckles Champ teeth And feed And only I can Contain it…
Hello, folks. I’d like to let you know my poem “Bus Stop” is now available to read at LatinosUSA. Much gratitude goes to esteemed editor Michelle Navajas for sharing this poem with all of you. Sincerely appreciated, Michelle.
she stood there stoic and still as a river rock cairn at the crossroads bus stop every afternoon alone save for her reluctant shadow that always seemed to pull away from her clawing at the gravel to unpin itself from this dirty-faced girl with willow whip arms and a mangled knot of corn silk hair…
Hi, folks. My poem “Threads” is now available for your perusal at Manuela Timofte’s blog In A Love World. Many thanks to Manuela for her kindness in sharing this poem with her readers.
You can read my poem here (no teaser this time as it’s a very brief poem):
Hi, everyone. I’m pleased to announce my poem “From Tsukiko, While Watching the Moon” has been published at LatinosUSA. A sincere thanks to editor Michelle Navajas, who always goes above and beyond, for choosing to share this poem with her readers. It’s truly an honor, and I’m grateful for you kindness, Michelle.
I have waited long enough among midnight forests and somnolent bamboo groves the furtive whispers of pensive yurei a forlorn supplication to dissolve further into the rayless world of lost souls to seek the sleep of bōkyaku
cloistered among susurrating reeds I bathe my feet in Sanzu’s nocturnal tears adorned in fragrant willow shadows as koi drowse in the depths of dreams and kitsune slink clandestinely their night-thoughts unfathomable…
Greetings, friends. Just a note to let you know my poem “The Daisy Ring” has been published at LatinosUSA. Editor Michelle Navajas does such a wonderful job of sharing various writers’ offerings with her readers and it’s always an honor to be published by her. I’m sincerely grateful, Michelle.
“Hmm?” she murmured Her gaze caught somewhere In the rainy neon night-world Beyond the coffee shop window Her fingers weightless Feather-like In my hand Ethereal Furnace-hot
“I found thee in a faerie copse Alighting on each flower fair And as I ‘proached thee in the hopes Of snaring thee in lovers’ ropes Thou disappeared into thin air…”
She looked at me then A faint smile teasing Her lips “Your poetry is terrible,” she said…
Hi, folks. My poem “Heroic” has been published at Manuela Timofte’s blog In A Love World. Many thanks to Manuela for sharing this poem. Truly grateful for your kind gesture, Manuela.
The kid was too young This distant uncanny boy Face absconded Into the murky depths of his Drenched and threadbare Crimson hoodie Eyes mere pinpricks Of sentience in the shadows Where his face should be On this pouring midnight Sidewalk where even the rain seemed Exhausted in the scornful cones Of streetlamp illumination And unseen clouds sighed above Too tired for the bluster and pretense Of thunder And he sat there in this mess of a night On a bench where no bus would ever stop For anyone at anytime for any reason Staring into the distance at both Something and nothing at once Moveless save for an occasional shiver Waiting for someone or something Or perhaps nothing at all…
Hello, everyone. My poem “This World is Yours” has been published at LatinosUSA. Sincere thanks to editor Michelle Navajas for sharing this piece with her readers. I’m truly grateful, Michelle.
you thought you could save the world wee lad you couldn’t even save yourself
those bleak nighthawk skies where dead stars fall like blood-bloated flies and fey winds howl in deafened ears a behemoth’s fetid exhalation violent and ignorant and inexorable
breathe breathe it all in the sweat-soaked fear the bitter tang of futility fill your lungs wee lad this world is yours as far as tear-blurred eyes can see…
Silent Pariah 