Poems from Kenneth Rougeau
patience, for i have little if not time,and for you i'd wait until all else fades,until the sky cracks, falling earthward down,and the...
seated cross-leggedin the dew soakedmountain grass,our eyes castheavenwardas magneticmidnightapproachesand ribbonousrainbowsundulateacross...
we artistswork hardholdingour scarsto thestarsin ano-holdsbarredattemptto makesenseof thepresent'sperfecttenseand wewill notrepentif...
She runs playfully through my mind, hair & eyes ablaze, taunting, teasing, almost close enough to touch. I reach out to her & she...
the page stares back blankly wondering what words are within me, wondering what it is i might be about. the page is neat and lined and...