R.B. Simon’s Poetry

Poetry Collections

R.B. Simon has written and published three poetry collections, all of which depict her transitions through life and have the lyrical, intense style for which she is known.

The Good Truth

R.B. Simon’s debut poetry chapbook published by Finishing Line Press in 2021.

Not Just the Fire

The 2023 full-length collection published by Cornerstone Press.

Bird, Bone, Blood

The forthcoming collection that will be published by Milk & Cake Press in 2025.

Featured Poems

After the Playground

standing in darkness fingertips dulled with cold             breath a bird in my throat i am swimming in potential eyes grazing the stars             frantic...

Creeping Charlie

~For Lavender  (In Memoriam, May 6th, 2020)The dragonfliesdove between theshafts of sunlight as the babysat in sweet swaying grassnext to the weed-packed bucket.We’d talked hours, our laborshardly labor, before falling intocompanionable silence, gingerly...

Prairie Fire

Each year, the placard tells us,      Ho-Chunk Indians          burned this prairie to ash,       rooting out invasive species –...

Second Harvest

she is such a tiny bud, rawwith winter’s scrubbed potential, born to high winds to parents of dune thistle grandparents of red baneberry lost in a rough country of ancestry not recognizing oak from aspen...

Marriage Advice

Last night after a fight with my loverI sat on my front porch under an umbrella,vicious thunderstorm poundingdown around me, tuggingthe umbrella slantwaysand shaking, as I smoked my cigaretteangrily, watching the park across thestreet light up with electric...

Reflections on Geese Flying South

what freedom.        there must.             be in taking.                 wing away from.             what instinct.   ...

Happiness II (Bubble)

when I think of happiness    I think of       fragile things             of an exquisite existence       in between the closing and opening of...

After the Playground

standing in darkness fingertips dulled with cold             breath a bird in my throat i am swimming in potential eyes grazing the stars             frantic...

Creeping Charlie

~For Lavender  (In Memoriam, May 6th, 2020)The dragonfliesdove between theshafts of sunlight as the babysat in sweet swaying grassnext to the weed-packed bucket.We’d talked hours, our laborshardly labor, before falling intocompanionable silence, gingerly...

Prairie Fire

Each year, the placard tells us,      Ho-Chunk Indians          burned this prairie to ash,       rooting out invasive species –...

Second Harvest

she is such a tiny bud, rawwith winter’s scrubbed potential, born to high winds to parents of dune thistle grandparents of red baneberry lost in a rough country of ancestry not recognizing oak from aspen...

Marriage Advice

Last night after a fight with my loverI sat on my front porch under an umbrella,vicious thunderstorm poundingdown around me, tuggingthe umbrella slantwaysand shaking, as I smoked my cigaretteangrily, watching the park across thestreet light up with electric...

Happiness II (Bubble)

when I think of happiness    I think of       fragile things             of an exquisite existence       in between the closing and opening of...