Welcome to Bearbones.
For now, this will be a home for poems that need a home. These verses came as lines in the night or dreams that lingered too long, and are more creatures in their own right than clusters of my painstakingly chosen words (though there is that, too).
I hope that my sharing a few lines in this way stirs something real inside of you – you know, the Velveteen Rabbit kind of real. And then maybe, someday, that motion might build into something undeniably alive for you, an inspiration of your own that spins off into the wild world we share – and nudges still another.
Go. Do it. I’ll keep the fire going.