Poetry

Carousel of Marriage Harry and Grace had a carousel of marriage while it lasted. There were arguments galore and children by the score  or so the neighbors thought as they counted kids running across their lawns causing divots to fly and  dogs to bark, a canine  ...

THE STUDS IN THE BAR - By John Grey Rosalie is at the bar thinking - who's next? Then two extravagant, exaggerated beings enter, one behind the other, like stallions, heads high, tails swishing, threaten to pull the floor out ...

Without a ripple this jetty full steam and though whales will clear their throat the gull can't hear it's next struts on bedrock that already twice a day surfaces spits out the cooling skim from molten iron and salt --you ...

Following the New Guru Before True Detective McConaughey took the wheel and became Zen Master of the Lincoln auto, he layed down the gospel according to St. Matthew: “My rule is to break one sweat a day.” Farshvitst, I contemplate ...

Finding a Traveling Partner Two suitcases with wheels, packed with clothes needed for a week, rolled through the driveway, enter my RV class B. Before the key starts the ignition, I make sure to not forget my travelling accessories. In ...

Most Recent I'm making sure all is still alive.  Checking the pulse of the homepage. Routinely observing to see if the rise and fall of ideas is still in sway. I make the most of this room, circle the table, ...

The frequent disasters in our fragile land never seem to end and in changing times new horrors abound, terrorist attacks, enormous oil spills strangling the seas, endless amounts of garbage poisoning the land, abundant toxins polluting the air, warning those ...

GREATEST STORY EVER RETOLD   What if there were Sith Jedis battled with, Not just movie myth? What if Force were real? Would its Light appeal, Or the Dark us steal? Yoda Master of Force of Nature’s love Given from ...

Malnourished mild noon-time breeze, the sunrise clang the bells for ideal men to get to work. (shrug the dust off your shoulders) a poet embraces time by carefully walking a mile. thoughts of her rush in again.. like photography, your ...

THE ORIGIN OF THE LIE (By Joseph Cavera) I am the Great Liar For years, my words have spread Through every ear Surrounding every thought They have taken their place Among everyday speech No one the wiser They have taken ...