Umbriate Press Poetry

Poetry Posts

  • Before daybreak

    Before daybreak I write in the snow An epic poem of life That rolls over the white landscape Like a long-forgotten dream Veiling the tundra of a doomed mind Battling the clammy mud Of meticulous mediocrity. Read more

  • This day

    This day vanishes like a magician’s trick. A weary past calls out to be put to sleep forever. Read more

  • Mother II

    The mind runs muddy to its bottom, thoughts linger along the muck of its banks. Look away so that I can forget you. Soon, when you will no longer know me, I, too, will inhabit emptiness. Read more

  • Mother I

    She slides out of bed into a puddle of urine thick with forgetfulness. There she stands surrounded by the yellow fragrance of another morning, a fragrance recalling birth and the cleansing of the body. Read more

  • I reached out

    I reached out

    I reached out to take your wrist and when I drew back my hand my fingers were like frightened birds fluttering in coal dust. Read more

  • A manner of dying

    We have a manner of dying over and over again in each other’s stillness. Life beckons us like a flute the deaf whose fingers turn to stone with each touch of the keys. Read more