art apropos

A place for poems and other art.

  • chameleon

    He sits unmoving on the tree branch/ spotted yellow-green like half-shed spring blooms/ eyes askew, limbs askance/ tail coiled like an upturned quote

  • ants in amber

    What if the wheels stopped turning/ on an angry slope/ But there was no deathly plummet/ just a gentle exhale?

  • grief is a thing

    Grief is a thing that’s purring/ ever softly in the hole/ watching me without a sound/ waiting for dark to fall.

  • fireplace

    I watch the red that dot your skin/ Like spots of rain on dusty brims/ Or rolling beads off sweating brows/ That patter on the sidewalk rows.

  • A question

    I’m on the edge today/ Teeth grinding/ Muscles twitching/ I’m more bobblehead/  than man today.