The Poet's House

Michael Plante

  • The Breeze and The Silence

    by Michael Plante The world is mine, this time, this space makes me king,a lazy king setting the future with my fortune of today.I make love to my queen in the tall grass.Together we bind the dawn and dusk into… Continue reading

  • The Story of The Cumbersome Turtle

    by Michael Plante “I wasn’t always a turtle”, he said. “At one time I was a stone sitting at the side of the road waiting for my next life. Life at that time was the best. I could withstand the… Continue reading

  • Like Butterflies at Night

    by Michael Plante Secrets buried beneath the soilthought forgotten by those that deceivebut all misdeeds cut the souland blackness seeps out like blood.The structure that houses their Godfalls silent in the nightthe sickness remainsthe floors rotten. At dusk they fall… Continue reading