Poetry

Where the Grass Grows Sunlight narrows the shadow, spreading across the writer’s back to his face. He wakes, ready to feed his children, walks through the halls, and out to the patio with a leash around his neck, and a ...

Discourse He was the foam on the backwash of conversation, Repelled by the safety-pier; Seeming to crave a knife to answer The upward wave-choppings, He felt as if there were an invisible plastic partition Segmenting the round, globular flatness Of ...

On the tips of our fingers Is playing, the spring Hide and seek With colors! But beneath our feet No lush green grass, Only poisonous shrubs. From the mouth of desires Uttered rain drops pattering And, in our brains Bright ...

The Stop & Shop Strike The Stop & Shop strike v. Game of Thrones. In Game what’s not made plain is the condition of the people compared with warriors and queens. There is no mention of land-clearance, tree-felling, pruning, chopping, ...

Panic A search for some trivial object in the midst of disordered furniture Seized upon just at that moment, giving birth to consternation Repulsion from travelling delayed by this selection; Travelling light, splitting energy-wholes into petty onenesses – At one ...

The Widow Next Door   Every Saturday  when the sun is out and it's hotter than Hades   Monica next door  raises her garage door early in the morning    and leaves it up  long past noon as if  Herm will ...

Soft, golden rays of sun race across deep, blue water, breathtaking in sight, the touch of life, but the waters could run cold, washing conflict across the shore, and drown deep into misery, turmoil over time. But love never dies ...

We ignore preparations that insure survival so citizens of neglect have little chance in a doomed nation, brought about by the greed of our masters concerned with their comforts, while the people struggle to pay the rent, put food on ...

An Act of the Will If love’s real, not  the puppy kind, it’s not just a feeling but an act of the will a constant giving whether one feels like it or not. After many years   you don’t know why you’re doing it  or why It ...

At a Party I spoke with two people at the party Saturday. A young police officer, short-haired, fit, chiseled face who had two young children. He felt constrained by the law, without discretion to question mopes (perps) aggressively or to ...