Category Archives: Poetry

I turned to face themJaw cascadingOne hundred grey sealsTwo hundred flippersRubbery pancakesSignalling intense approval Uttering torpedoes Hand covers bruiseI’m holding something preciousIt wanted to be foundRiddles at the lakeLives at stake

Chalk and coffee have won again, Milkshakes have spilled, Tell me, what is today’s blend?Is it from Italy? Brazil? Tick tock I say,For I am in demand,Another clown-less bus today,They never travel sad. Faulty wax on display, Talk show on wheels,I’m holding a goat-milk latte,And fifty dollar bills.

Chomping by the willow tree in the foothills of Mt. Delicious. Furious flying fish fighting for fantastic fishy fantasy. Grizzly bear teeth bore through the castle wall, and farewell king. Monkey minds ebb and flow like nodes in symphony.

Oh good, I was was worried you wouldn’t come out all this way for something so…well I suppose I should just come out and say it. It is…wait…forgive me but at this moment it escapes me. Perhaps if I relax my mind it will surface – just as the sun will in a few shortContinue reading “The Word”

Doing speaks to the voices of doubt Speaking is a round-about Knowing is not for tongue nor mouth It appears when all is taken out

Trustworthy Truthful Transparrent Not a medicine Not a doctor Notwithstanding, it is both medicinal and prescribed

I dream, plot, and wish many things. I enjoy each of these activities equally. Yet lately this is less so. Like rubber without road, I am Peter Pan. I mean we all like to dine on our most desired. I laugh as delight turns slowly into disgust. I wonder if it is serious. Or isContinue reading “Me”

blues and jazz in the garden prawns are finally as delicious as they are cheap only the air is fresher opportunity is for my belly crying out for my spotlight in this atmosphere anything has promise strung out from a long week of undefined achievements aim with me to always be winning but never toContinue reading “Good Friday”

Widely revered and so worthy of time, Greetings are boats; so subject to design, My boat is afloat with other afloat boats, On a sea of exchange from gestures to jokes, Sailors don’t care who sails the most, The joy of sailing is the goal, Sincerely, Your host