Category Archives: poem
Wicked Sense
[verse]Cold outside on a sunny frozen day.I’m told it’s going to stay that way,at least until I warmup to the idea of beingjust a man, just a man. [chorus]Got no future.I wish for no more lifeless nights.Days are short now.Winter … Continue reading
More True Than True
[verse]I have someone whomight solve all my problemswho might save my soulwithout costing me arm, leghand or broken jawwho guarantees success. For generationsfor half my little pilgrimagefor consciousness’s half-lifeI’ve entrusted my tremblingto one who says, ‘Be notafraid of who we … Continue reading
Who She’s Going to Be
My daughter long lostto deadly domestic warfareand decades of strifecalled me Dad the other day.And I could live anotherhundred years to find outwho she’s going to be. All the years I lostto separated fatherhoodher being all alonemy being a lost … Continue reading
Planet Tortilla
Not until we moved to Californiain the seventh grade did I cometo appreciate the tough delicacyof the tortilla in its myriad forms. Mom mostly made them layeredin enchilada casseroles covered orrather smothered in orange cheese,lubricated in canned vegetables. One of … Continue reading
Left Undone
This yearis another poemsuggested by a kissthen another one When did it beginwhen did it endwhen is the wordset on stun re-approachedde-approachedsemblance of tearsverging on numb October the monthfilling the mouth withtruths approachinglies unstrung There you were notalways but everleaning … Continue reading
Getting Up and Not Losing
Rubbing the eyesI got up listeningto Howling Wolfwith stiff coffeethe sun waitingme toofor the bridge. Yesterday’s breadwith cheddar is goodbut it keeps fallingwhen it goes in the oven.Most things are betterslowerthen sped up. Since you askedwhat’s new is the oddturning … Continue reading
Unpossessed
[verse]Waves on rocks on noone’s beachsearching gulls don’t landforms of life not my ownstand and crawl in the foamproperty all freefor the dogs and the gods. I am left here unpossessedby what I once lovedto be a servant towhat I … Continue reading
Weak Time
[verse 1]Weak time doesn’t have a brain or backbonetrackless like a polar bear without a homeput your foot down, where will you bewhen you wake up? [verse 2]Childhood, all the hours in heaven and then someold age, stuck between your … Continue reading
Without Knowing
Bread cries out for buttered jam.The cheese sings cut and eat.The cat insists here I am.Feet and hands compete for control.The belly wants what the belly wantswithout knowing. Those touched by religion bear testimonyor passionate witness to their saving.Gun nuts … Continue reading