Category: Poetry

In the dark ages when television had two channels young girls studied celebrity to learn that beauty equaled wishes for world peace This message went right around the ears of fathers to mothers who scoffed silently, silent...

The Gruntled Decade was upon them both, separate but equal began ineluctably to pale. Still, each attended a worn path through house and yard infrequently overlapping, except in the wide bed. He moved by complaisance carefully...

I brought strawberries with real whipped cream to the one sitting in the sun. He took the bowl of fruit, lifting the laden spoon to his mouth. I’d like to sit in the sun, I said, after a long winter. But I have to work. I...

It fell about contest time and a good time it was then, when all who flail in meter’s lair gathered with their kin. Aristocratic diatribe aside judges took it all in stride someone must reside in tower rooms, windows open...

“The disabled group check in at alley 8” the intercom blares into the black cave of acid rock and pulsating neon lights my son peers at the bowling balls in the dark chooses with care lifts one rolls it down the alley then turns...

I look up to the sunroof in our tai chi class while I do the cloud hands move see a window washer guy squat on the roof peer through glass scrub with soapy bubbles the window to the sky dry with wipers and cloths cleanse and...

Pantoum the old sycamore cracks a warning its arthritic limbs will tumble on the juggler tossing pins and waves its arm good-bye its arthritic limbs will tumble on tai chi mummers dancing and waves its arm good-bye our parched...

“Manatees are starving because our septic runoff kills their main food source, sea grass.” CNN, Manatees Die in Droves, May 21, 2021 Mermaids lolled on rocks sunning their tails sunned their tails combed their long gold hair...

The clock on the wall ticks in time with my beating heart. Beat, click. Light flickers and then fails Darkness lurks in the corridor My heartrate rises. Beat, beat, click. Fear fills my lungs A garbled gasp grips my throat My...

Cool wind brushes my tears A caress Bittersweet like the first half of my 30s A decade we will never share. My breath burns in my chest Like grief Exertion I ride your bike to remember or is it to forget? I pause for reflection...