Poems

The day is boring. I am folded.
Afraid I won't make it?
But I know I will.
Just no...

Today we bury
the last wordsmith
in captivity
who wrote
in an archaic format...

originally written May 31st, 202_
humorously, posthumously,
and tempestuously expressing woes...

Perpetually pissed purveyors
of mind erasure have decreed
Mom and Pop bookstores
are...

When they turn their back on you...

What is that message?

Powerful?

Annoyed?...

Sometimes, Life isn't happy and it'll try to bring you down...

Same with the World...

If...

People who want
To keep testing

Me and my waters

Will soon find out

I'm...

So maybe
Jesus did really die
for our sins

Or perhaps he just got clipped

...

Cautious light threads in morning’s exhaustion throwing vision on ranked moss upon cracked memory carved...

I don’t want to see any more death.
Take those bodies
away from me.
Those hands…...

Mothers, fathers
holding their dead children.
The newborn, dead.
Huge hands
...

CELESTIAL HUG
A feel of real affection, a heals from emptiness,
A feminine voice, a feather...

DRIED LEAVES
It’s what makes you sharp and crucial,
It's what I want you are feeling so...

The Wolf tried to announce the dangers lurking...

Tried to keep her Pack intact...

She ran...

The kookaburra is sometimes
Not a nice guy.
It has the tendency to laugh
That things...

The pleasure,
of being measured in wealth and treasures,
To predict or to predicate,
...

A stray wee sesame seed
wedged in my defenseless
keyboard existence
blocking...