I’m primarily a writer of prose (and probably always will be), but sometimes a particular word, image, or emotion stands up in my head and demands to be a poem. Who am I to object?
That said, my poetry has metamorphized a lot over the years. I imagine it will continue to do so.
My latest more emotionally honest poems appear in my upcoming poetry chapbook: Sun Shines Through It. However, as new poems are dropped onto my head from the muses, they may find their way here.