The South Townsville micro poetry journal

Poem Lost on the Road A bit of poem fell on the road a phrase copied from some old book long out of print I wanted to use it i...

Into Certain Sentences   that old unadulterated formula plus inserts just checking on this year’s dates   remarking I hadn’t hea...

5 A.M. Beautiful butterfly's dirty diaper overflowed and the fire truck came and cleaned it up I could get another hour or tw...

Take Me to the Taxidermist I told my wife the other night when she came back to bed my feet were cold so now's the time for...

At sea am I out   Some days - I drift out across the sea weightless and wonderless boundless, horizonless. Just to be that wh...