May 31, 2020June 20, 2020#blacklivesmatter, I was there... 152. I was there… Beneath this tree I think of Harriet B. and Uncle Tom and Floyd. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 30, 2020June 17, 2020#blacklivesmatter 151. the stripes of old glory bent open — a faint breath Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 29, 2020June 20, 2020Human Condition, Self-Realization 150. I toe this abyss of meaninglessness; one missed step spells certain death. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 27, 2020June 20, 2020Nature, To the Masters 148. for Mary Oliver Through the window we could see how far it was to the gates of April. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 26, 2020June 20, 2020Moments of Life 147. I play poet in the nighttime with the shuff’ling stragglers and the moon. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 25, 2020June 17, 2020#blacklivesmatter, Political / Social 146. A knee on her neck, America gasps and chokes, begging for breath. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 24, 2020June 20, 2020Moments of Life 145. Serendipitous park bench in moonlight shattered orange. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 23, 2020June 19, 2020Favorites, Nature 144. The mother sparrow nests impatiently, forcing a daydream. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 22, 2020June 20, 2020Nature 143. Underneath the steel and toil: a whispering river, flapping flag. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 21, 2020June 20, 2020"Short Story", Moments of Life 142. I closed my eyes with arms spread wide – and pretended to pretend to fly. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 20, 2020June 20, 2020Nature 141. The dust tornado in the sawmill’s parking lot seemed so wild west. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 19, 2020June 20, 2020Favorites, Self-Realization 140. I’m back on track… to getting back on track. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 18, 2020June 20, 2020Human Condition, To the Masters 139. for John Steinbeck We lift our weary eyes, kneel in benevolence to a God unknown. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 17, 2020June 20, 2020Political / Social, To the Masters 138. for Jack Gilbert Focusing solely on injustice, we heap praise at the Devil’s feet. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 16, 2020June 20, 2020Self-Realization, To the Masters 137. for Cervantes Like Don Quixote’s armor, rusted with neglect, my pen idly clots. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 15, 2020June 20, 2020Self-Realization, To the Masters 136. for Herman Melville It’s time I took to sea; my soul is a damp, gray, drizzly November. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 14, 2020June 20, 2020Nature 135. What are we doing spinning around on this rock, circling this star? Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 13, 2020June 20, 2020"Short Story", To the Masters 134. for Alfred, Lord Tennyson Ulysses belches, scratches his belly, gazes longingly to sea. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 12, 2020June 20, 2020Pandemic 133. And just as soon, in a minute’s time, the check is gone – dust in the sky. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 11, 2020June 20, 2020Pandemic 132. Where I never want to be again: waiting for that check to arrive. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 10, 2020June 20, 2020Moments of Life 131. A poem that won’t be remembered on a bridge in some forgotten town. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 9, 2020June 20, 2020Nature 130. I felt so lousy – watching the chemical-drenched bees plop to the porch. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 8, 2020June 20, 2020Favorites, Self-Realization 129. I’m my own judge, jury, and executioner — and I plead the fifth. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 7, 2020June 20, 2020Moments of Life 128. I threw away the fortune cookie – unopened – in the trash. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 6, 2020June 20, 2020Favorites, Nature 127. Underneath the birds and leaves carpenter bees […] Read more
May 5, 2020June 20, 2020Moments of Life, Self-Realization 126. I sewed a button back on my pants and felt like Michaelangelo. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 4, 2020June 20, 2020Pandemic 125. Death is always in the background; it’s just that now, He’s a lot closer. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 3, 2020June 20, 2020Political / Social 124. They used to protest, fight for what’s right — we Facebook and call it a night. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 2, 2020June 20, 2020Political / Social 123. It’s not “The System” or “The Man,” it’s where we choose to focus our truth. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
May 1, 2020June 20, 2020Moments of Life 122. for Lauren If I only knew tomorrow would prove to be the rarest goodbye. Love0 Share Tweet Read more
