Regarding Truth and Beautypeople often get too snootysince achieving them in art is overblown!For we who like to writeabout stuff that’s mundane and lightour poems lack both and so they mostly stay unknown!But there is nothing wrongabout side-stepping Fal...
An ongoing fixation upon life, death, and creationand a bunch of other existential folly,includes some inner raging about the effects of agingand prevents my mood from getting very jolly.Yes carolers are singing and the Christmas bells are ringingand some...
My midwife first came to meand I asked for her, not to touch me.For I had recently been examined on admissionand I was progressing as would be expected,for someone whose rhythms had been disruptedby the discomfort of driving to the hospital, and the cold,...
Sometimes before the red tideMy body is no longer mineWhen I stare down At those two fat burlap sacks Curves like melted candle waxDried on the floor, a shapeless mass I wonder if I’m just paying rent Not recognizing my naked form Now a tarp stretched...
The sun has risen over both our waysSo many times apart, now we are one.No longer may we squander nights and days,You're my true love when all is said and done. Our twilight is not near, not coming soon,We'll laugh and cry, not let it come too fast,Our pa...
Covid has been with us now for over a year But facemasks unfortunately we still have to wear Boris says restrictions will soon come to an end And time with our friends we'll be able to spend But sensible and safe we need folks still need to be Or the end...
You said my name, it felt so intimateas if you spread some jam upon my lipsand then you licked it off. The loving wayyou said my name had felt as if you'd kissedmy center of deep sensuality.As if the simple act of naming mehad been seductive, lustful, and...
It may be only make-believe but realenough for us until the season's sighscan drift and melt our dreams' reality.A time for us to touch. Caressing blisswith every cat-like purr of vibrant trust.We move along the patterns of the gridthat maps our place, ou...
It is a time I should remember well,the feelings special still when I recall.It may be true the thoughts of you are spreadacross the years and visions do not cometo me as I would wish that they might do. If you should ever pass me by I'd knowthat you were...
I have seen the enemyMy foe, my cause to stopThey are evil, no doubtirrational violence unending Their acts are heinousMy anger hot as magmadesirous of apoplectic revengeblackening my heart I cannot mirror their hatredCondemning my own soulPatience is my...
She lives there in your Fairyland of Dreams. She'll be there when you seek her, never fear.Don't worry, you are playing love's sweet games,the ones that keep you living life's pure joy. We realize the trust we give to thosewe love returns to us in manifol...
Eyes open slowly,the horizon spreading out.Awaken with joy. Bird songs whistle andfill our ears triumphantly.The prairie is alive. Blue skies above us,scarlets and ambers blending.Blossoms have appeared. Viewing the landscapeas we share the atmosphere.Bre...
The fact that she is here with me is grandand now I call her what she has becomebecause it simply is the way I thinkabout her now as we grow closer still. It may not be the way I chose to callher once upon a time but now I findthat this is how I'll alway...
The days grow short, your time runs out but lovewill never die. You simply must acceptthat it has come to you once more. Acceptthe way you have so many times before. You know that it is true; just look at themand realize the honesty they smile. They smile...
A villanelle is a poetic form that has been extremely popular over the years. One of the most famous was written by Edward Arlington Robinson who lived from 1869 until 1935. He was the winner of the first Pulitzer Prize for poetry in 1921. He wrote his vi...
