
4-18-19
An empty house waits
for one man and his canine,
a fire in the hearth.
© Erik Hansen 2019

4-18-19
An empty house waits
for one man and his canine,
a fire in the hearth.
© Erik Hansen 2019
Filed under Edges

4-17-19
The moon this morning
sat high in the dark spring sky
sentinel of dawn.
© Erik Hansen 2019
Filed under Edges

4-16-19
Crows call from the woods
inside their church of forest,
pine tree sacristy.
© Erik Hansen 2019
Filed under American, Contemporary, Creative Writing, Edges, Poetry, Publishing, Self Publishing, Writing

4/15/19
Rain taps the flashing
upon the back porch window
subtle spring music.
© Erik Hansen 2019
Filed under American, Contemporary, Creative Writing, Edges, Poetry, Publishing, Self Publishing, Writing

4-14-19
Distant drumming
of a pileated woodpecker
sets the rhythm of the day.
© Erik Hansen 2019
Filed under Edges

4-13-19
Yard work, sun and sweat
produces a happiness
and an inner peace.
© Erik Hansen 2019
Filed under Edges

4-12-19
Dried grass lies in mounds
graveyard of winters twilight
ushering in spring.
© Erik Hansen 2019
Filed under Edges

4-11-19
Line them up
for the flavor of the day
whatever social kool aid
served up by
false prophets
ersatz celebrities
pretend friends
cue the puerile meme
photoshopped idiocy
the stupefied statements
that drip with sickly sweet
sugary sentiment.
Show me the iron in your truth
that dark lodestone
pointing to a cold, harsh
north.
© Erik Hansen 2019
Filed under Edges

4-10-19
Honey’s aroma
emanates from the hive’s combs
void of bees for now.
© Erik Hansen 2019
Filed under Edges