Tag Archives: poetry
Full Stop
Another senseless killing in Arizona, though she was on vacation A nine-year-old being trained to shoot an Uzi is some indication Not where she came from, but the culture from which she haled Shooting instructor killed, an accidental bullet, and no one jailed Perhaps this is the first lesson anyone who wants a gun must […]
Man Makes the Clothes
Since I was just small, I have so often heard it said, Clothes make the man, that it has become clichéd Dress for success, the mantra many a parent chants Making a first impression, there’s no second chance Wise words some whiz will say, a logical conclusion Yet words with great potential to generate confusion […]
Generational Dichotomy
At a performance I really did not want to attend Like we do with much in life, I chose to pretend I will enjoy young operatic voice in their prime Anyway, creative venues oft inspire me to rhyme Until lights dim, some scan email on their phones I read the program andfeel as old as […]
Because
What can you remember; are all your memories bad? You recall hurts and feelings that make you feel sad What can you remember; are your memories good? You encounter nothing that needs to be understood Is the evil recollected from a loved-one or a stranger? Though long-past, your world is fraught with danger Did […]
By Any Other Name
Would miracles be or seem, by any other name, so grand Miraculous, magical, names for what we don’t understand Magic, for some speaks evil, dark powers we cannot define Miracles, equally mysterious, argued as proof of the divine Minds shut so tightly, some refuse to heed any dissertation Faith in their own unknown eschews any […]
Random Thoughts on a Hot-Skillet Mind
Way late on a west-coast afternoon I think it a month or two past June Could I succeed despite many tries When time crawls, when time flies No matter what we choose, decide You deal with some you can’t abide Relatives and some you call friends You decide to enjoy it, or pretend News grows […]
Who We Are, Who We Become
Do we forget to wonder, to ask the right questions? Do we gird up our loins, and bolster our bastions? Do we only talk to near-by, like-minded strangers? Ignore all others, to pretend there are no dangers? Network contact with others in our own language Accepting translation offered, a mystery message Compromising, perchance, our own […]
Serial Friday ~ Arcadian Journey
Chapter Nine Eni walked the corridors of Phoenix station, trying to determine just where she was in relation to where she wanted to be. The mid-level corridor crawled with off-duty station’s crews at shift’s end. Most just hurried home to their beds, but in places people strolled or clumped together in small drifts before the […]
Dry Their Tears
I remember hearing the earth would be inherited by the meek I hope that it will happen soon, maybe Wednesday next week I think I could pretend, join them, but then I could not speak I know I would find it difficult if I could never open my beak You may think it odd this […]
Ask Only One Question
Give me now the cheerfulness and fearlessness of our youth Back when we knew they were our lives, embodied our truth Towels we used to make super hero capes with paper masks Innocence our strength to conquer all our Sisyphean tasks Heroes all, though one day as Indians, the next day cowboys Imagination’s fires lit, […]
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