Tag: Poetry

Among Ruins…a poem by Damon Falke

  Among Ruins What is there to make of the house and porch Crumbling into ruins, of bindweed grown Up through slats of rotted timber, chipped and Dismantled by the long harvest of families Who could never stay here? The…

The Zephyr Gets Married!

The Zephyr Gets Married! Though many people thought that pigs would fly before my husband married, Jim and I tied the knot on October 1st, surrounded by our nearest and dearest friends and family.  It was a warm and breezy…