Dewlaps Poems - Poems about Dewlaps

...She pulls the past together, gathering weeds, squeezing minnows of memory through shrinking nets. My ex-wife phones from a former home, a village by the sea now sinking on a shelving shore. ......

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...She pulls the past together, gathering weeds, twisting kelp, squeezing minnows of memory through shrinking nets. My ex-wife phones from a former home, a village by the sea now sinking on a......

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...Suddenly over the sudden years I have felt an encumbrance; I sense an albatross - the weight of sundry uncharted days. Times I chronicle today as if I were a wax cylinder and not the broken spool......

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...*Inspired by Cheryl Hoffman’s “The Skin We’re In” — Go read it! On a turkey it's called a wattle on a moose, "the bell," (not “the bottle”) Those batlike things? (too small - see wings)......

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