Tuesday, August 16, 2011

more poems

Oh you, Missoula, with your cold nights and brisk mornings turning into sun-filled days
Oh you, Missoula, how you fill us with imaginations,though they are expressed in different ways

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Scattered thoughts

Oh me, oh my
It seems that I
Am drowning in this office

The air-conditioned
Hallways glisten
As I try to focus