I am slowly revising this blog to be easier to follow and find related content. I’ve been dumping everything into one bucket for years. Now is a perfect time to clean the closet. Please follow the new site and let me know what you think. THE POET WHO DIDN’T KNOW IT Thank you for helping […]Read more "New Blog for Poetry"
She didn’t know about his mistress when they met.It would take years for her to realize his mistress was there right under her nose. The mistress had been her childhood friendHer date many nights when she was single. They marriedShe moved into his apartmentHe kept a mistress in the bedroom and another in the living […]Read more "His Mistress"
Out of the blue. A voice from my past. Decades past.She was not kind why stay in touch?Her brother. My first love. Young and foolish.A bother and sister. Love and hate.I just walked away. He couldn’t be trusted.She kept in touch randomly sporadically To taunt him To gossip A part of her that loved to […]Read more "I Just Walked Away"
It glimmers and shimmersSo inviting – jump inYou don’t realize it’s depth until you are up to your neckTreading waterDrowning I stand at the shore, letting the water touch my toesYounger not wiserI don’t realize how cold it is, just standing on the shoreUnaware of the danger further out where the sunshine shimmers on the […]Read more "The Ocean"
Alternate title “Parcels United” I unload semi trucks filled with parcels at night while many people sleep. I wonder who is shopping local. A wall of boxes filled with smiles. I smile back and move them on their way. Walls as big as an Amazon. Smiling. Then another. And another. Will it end? My smile […]Read more "Shop ’til I drop"
A poem that does not specify what it describes. Loved and hated both with the same passion Yet we stay neutral in beige We are fun guys They joke at our expense Those who love us to those who do not The waitress at the pizza joint asks fresh or canned, […]Read more "A Canned Response"
An ekphrastic poem is a vivid description of a scene or, more commonly, a work of art. Through the imaginative act of narrating and reflecting on the “action” of a painting or sculpture, the poet may amplify and expand its meaning. You are so bold, Mr. Rooster To crow so early in the morn Your colors– so confident A psychedelic […]Read more "The Rooster"