The shattered old man has had it with wildfires, Covid and the Afghanistan follies. When first light pierces his eyes, he cocks his gun and squeezes the tigger From the cheap seats where he’s been watching a prima ballerina land en pointe. There’s applause but he can’t tell if it’s in front or behind theContinue reading “Poetry: The Shattered Old Man”
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This Great Big World of Ours
A ladybug on a peony goes Where it wants In this great big world of ours. Sure, it could be crushed by a human Or, eaten by a crow But maybe not, That’s what it hopes for In this great big world of ours. And then a man bursts into my room and saysContinue reading “This Great Big World of Ours”
What Dogs Teach Us
Poetry: The Deep Wound with backstory
The Deep Wound I’m going to a cabin Somewhere To write Haiku And drink coffee While removing the bullets From too many years of Losing myself In the unimportant. It will take years To heal the deep wound Of missing the first snowfall On the lone cedar. — The Backstory I grew up inContinue reading “Poetry: The Deep Wound with backstory”
Ode to a Discarded Pumpkin
Pumpkin, sweet pumpkin Carved up for display A sacrifice made To hasten decay. Discarded on leaves, Your final throne Before the claw Takes you away.
Ode to the Leaves
Leave me alone leaves Let me be There’s too many of you And only one of me.
Power Outage
I instinctively pull the chain During the power outage Because it hasn’t sunk in, No juice for the light, Or the lifeless laptop. I struggle with the weight of pen on paper, Writing words by hand when I rarely write checks. Candles and oil lamps in the back of my mind long ago When snowContinue reading “Power Outage”
The Answers
Answers forged from countless errors in judgment, temperament and desires Arrive late in life, almost cruelly in how their perfected wisdom Obliterates mistakes that caused anguish in years past. True answers, impossible to foretell, require forgiveness and acceptance So the fanfare of everyday life becomes an unexpected gift from a stranger, The simplicity of theContinue reading “The Answers”
Lost Key…
A key from the sea rolled into shore, It may open a door, a chest of yore. Gone green with age, so I ‘d say no more.
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