Red Line Wine

Forever Old

Within the drops of rain, a broken diamond chain, comes a flood of memories, currents strong, the deepest seas, of people I have been, and lives I have lived in, it doesn’t matter how, for I am only here, and now. Between the sun bright rays, where darkness fills the […]

Red Line Wine, Available Now!

Red Line Wine, Selected poetry and prose, 1977-1996. This is the lightning in a bottle of my youth. I hope that you enjoy these poems and pieces of prose. You may read a few of them here, listed below.Β  ~ Thank you for reading! ~ T.S. The Cafe New Orleans […]

Adam’s Rib

Adam’s Rib July 17, August 6, 1994 They were holding hands, This old woman and man, Rocking in time, Fingers knotted, Entwined, She spun out a rhyme. The old man raised an eyebrow, As she began to tell it so, Every word he knew he’d know, All the same, he […]

A Tangent to Hamlet.

  How does one endure such distance? Is it true that you have grown to hate me? How would I know otherwise? As I am left with no more than the memory of a kiss so torturous it burns my very soul. Am I no more to thee than is […]

Endings

All the night my fingers flew, You slept alone and never knew, The dreams that I was making true, All the night my fingers flew, Up to – The Top of the World and back, Flew around each railroad track, Across the keys then stopped to crack, Get themselves all […]