Category Laughter

Listen

Simple words Can mean Or modify So much more Than we imagine Shall I explain? Just one word Only please, Don’t complain It’s my view Agree or not Encourage me Play the snot All the same To me So, I appeal Everyone Gather near Listen See if you can Guess My single word   Will […]

Expansion

Taiko drumming Vast energy I feel it Through the floor Below me Hear it, too Though I sit A floor below I hear it Filtered through Talk and chatter People passing Brief snippets To interpret As if my own Piercing shrieks Children Laughter, love   After nothing Nothing after For artist, writer Creatives all Seeing […]

These Moments

All of the things we do and say All the places we choose to play If working or not, stand or fall All these moments define us all

Either One

We all know deep in our heart Some will stay and some depart Either one you might wish well Conversely, tell either go to hell

Marketing People

I see walking billboards everywhere Logo clothing, a true marketing coup It seems people neither know nor care It is a trend the rest of us should rue  

Whether Stranger or Guest

The firmament piles dark on dark in the east Dark clouds harried by storms from the west If we are stranger at the feast, honored guest All will stand equal when we are laid to rest

Chances We Take

Lotto, street crossings or driving at speed Chances taken for what we think we need Neither going faster, slower or in between I cannot express exactly what that means We should choose to travel deeper inside To determine all the places where we hide Frightening, yet more rewarding than lotto Still some get stoned, spend […]

Be

The wonders Of museums Uninitiated cannot Understand Dark night Illuminated Life filled A mother’s love An old woman’s Quiet moment Patient, meditative Reflection Snow-covered land Weary rest Looking within To see the future What she hopes She will see Husband or child Gone Ahead, before Not yet returned From day’s labors Night carousing Lonely watch […]

Happy New Year

My final painting of 2015 11 x 14 Oil on Cradled Birch Rembrandt in the Raw (Ground pigment in a Netherlands’windmill) Happy New Year to everyone in the world. May the most we hope for, be the least that we receive. Art will be added to Fine Art America in 2016

Overrun by Barbarians

My mind has been ground down into mush Constipated thought, no matter how I push As obfuscation, trivia and drivel dribble out Any wise words of mine, missing in action That said, I’ll fight to drivel and dribble on Mayhap a turd of wisdom will squeeze out Flow from this fickle pen, held in my […]