Bulbous & Red

I must stop making declarations,

’tis foolishness, a clowns nose.
I hate clowns, scary as a viper's pit.

BFM

House Poem

House Poem

House

Home Poem

Home

Poem Poem

Poem

BFM

Status

Of the thousand quotidian
words to say, all I can
muster is an anaemic
smiley face.

B.F.M

All the Pretty Girls

In a mountain college town,

I, the elder, pose 

in a coffee shop,

a cliche scribbling 

notes for Mr. Poem.

B.F.M.