Friday, July 25, 2014


Inspiration falls
like red wine on dry pathways
between the stories

Friday, July 18, 2014


a cat on its haunches
sits quiet and sweet
what are the chances
a tail curls in defeat
leaves a bird’s nest un-looted
when the hungry line up
on a street paved with patience
in the slow build up
to ignorant resistance
great whites have been gathering
on everyman’s shore
what food there is
has a possible score
and the music plays on
while sharks
keep on hammering
and I in my wet suit
and you in your poem
shall we leave the room empty
or dive for the song
who will break bread
on a natural farm
who will learn to defend
nature’s loss with alarm
I am old and disgusted
I am young and in place
I am ready and willing
I am drunk with disgrace
I have fallen not broken
into endless repast
this season ain’t over
this cat learns real fast.

Thursday, May 29, 2014

natural bouquet
a bride remains unaware
in the light she knows

question even you
here is where the music starts
all light and all dark

Susurrus defined
unpredictable fancy
just above my head

Sunday, May 25, 2014

what the light brings

is danger explosive
mildly reclusive
humor intrusive

witness pervasive

darkness refusing
smartness soon losing
freedom gone grooving
excuses for grooming

what the light brings

is outline of small things
like links to a bird wing
the slide of a snail’s singing
a drunken poets refrain

what the light brings

is parent and none
child and the gone
husband and the won
preserved and the forlorn

how can I be happy and sad
at the same time

like the light and the dark
in the same room

how can I drink the wine
that means body and blood
that lifts to the moon

what the light brings

is forgiveness to forget
stumble with promise
you have not yet met
smirk without guilt
light knows no regret

Tuesday, May 20, 2014



mad meds in the night
vision comes slowly to light
on a limb we own