Saturday, May 11, 2019

Recent poetry, May 2019

Cross: Resurrection

We cover it today with flowers,
Prostrate before it at all hours,
But its secrets won't explain,
Listen: Go against the grain,
It says, and all self-interest spurn,
Reject the world, what makes it turn,
Resurrection lives there, sleazy,
To cover it with flowers is easy.

Saturday, April 27, 2019

Stroke Recovery Support Group

I remember when I spoke of the tube that went in my belly, and that I had to fill every night, and how filling it by myself was a big step in my recovery. And I remember them all rolling their eyes in acknowledgment. They knew.

Thursday, March 21, 2019

Recent Poetry


Sometimes I overhear a conversation
I would have passionately
been a part of,

Tuesday, October 24, 2017

Recent Poetry

The Saints of Discontent

There comes a person now and then
Whose malice fairly cries to heaven,
Whose animosity’s a ten
Upon a scale of one to seven.

Wednesday, August 9, 2017

New Poetry


Having spent a week at the heart of all things,
I feared I might miss it, but as it turned out,
The center of the cosmos kindly followed me,
Remaining just under my feet wherever I went,
Until it was at last  revealed to be  located
Just under yours as well. Then
I saw a musrkat in Irkutsk on
The TV, and it turned out to be
Under his too.

Sunday, April 9, 2017

New Poetry


The little time that we have left
Before our mortal race, I fear,
Renders planet Earth bereft
Of us, grows shorter every year.