Earthquake What happened? There was a fault. What’s a fault? It’s when one piece of the earth juts above another. Why does that happen? Because the explosion down below Goes on forever. But was that fault anybody’s? It was the earth’s; it’s beyond us. The seething energy-city, ever greedy to accelerate. Did its makers long to sharpen that fault, […]
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CRESCENT MOON You reside In this room That stinks Like moonlight And me. Crescent Moon Pries as She is wont To do In rooms That stink Like her light, Where only Silence Is Uttered, Sharper than The silver Flashing In my hair.
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Courage (Getting Out of Bed) My heart grows restless, my limbs heavy The paradox of a frustrated mind The simplest things seem unattainable Before me There are mountains to climb I am eager, yet, sit motionless Failure the constant on my mind I sit and worry …and wonder Before me There are mountains to climb I long […]
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Pulp Thoughts A blank space my white paper. Inkblots, like my thoughts. Dotted lines- a poem appears. The paper, once a tree with flowers, held life and grew. It was chopped down and made into pulp. The pulp dried and I write down thoughts hidden from view.
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KING B.B. King, Bushnell Auditorium, Hartford, CT B.B. King wasn’t through one song when I became possessed and was torn from my seat, Ernie imploring me, No! No! John! John! But he was too late. I was on the stage, the first one up and followed by a crowd, all pumped up because we were breaking rules. […]
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After the Snowstorm On a sunny day I see Nandina berries plump and red that were once covered with snow.
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JUST FOR KICKS (By Joseph Cavera) There once was a fool named Scott, Who enjoyed kicking things a lot To his surprise, He met his demise, When he kicked a meteor that was still hot
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The Best Chinese Restaurant he told me their best chinese restaurant was shut – it had been connected by the back wall to a vet clinic specifically for putting down animals. the sad eyes of dogs looking up at their owners, unable to understand their legs going cold. fuck it. death visits when you’re out and doesn’t leave a […]
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A WEEK IN MAINE The morning of my retreat is dark with clouds loaded and low. Noisy gulls see me off. So do the first raindrops. I’m heading home but I don’t feel as if I’m going anywhere, just away from some place. I’m driving on tiptoe, tell myself, no looking back, let that woman go about blonde and blue-eyed, […]
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ON PORPOISE Am I watching the dolphins Or are they watching me, Somersaulting on backfins, While I swim clumsily? At the junction of our worlds Where the land meets the sea, Somewhat shallow for their twirls, I can stand awkwardly. I’m not native to water; They’re not native to land. Still each other we ought to […]
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