Memorial

A pity should we forget
he who gave his life for country;
their total sacrifice.

One needs to hold the soil
beneath one’s very feet
to reach a deeper meaning
of this, of which we do defend
then ponder on the father, brother,
sister, mother; gone forever.

A time of silence
a time to remember
th/… Read full post »

One More Cup Of Coffee

Blinddream
05/2012

Remember back when they made those diners that looked like the ones you could buy with a Lionel train set. It was part of the Plasticville, USA array of structures and buildings. Well, one night after I rolled into town on a Greyhoun… Read full post »

What To Bring

Under the front door carpet
is the key to everything     ?
that I can’t bring
when angels sing
and I’m inclined to leave.

But nice to know
the junk can’t go
my guess; that Heaven’s clean.

The gracious place to be,
throughout eternity
it somehow see/… Read full post »

Power In Prayer

Prayers are like a rose to God
and bouquet in their strength,
believing that prayer for another
much better than self-centered prayer
but be aware
whatever you believe,
that prayer will heal when we grieve,
guide us on when we must leave, 
mend if we still have days;
prayer works in my/… Read full post »

Wildflower

burst of color shows
against tall bleached green grasses;
purple jewel sighs

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Life In The Eighties

How frail we become if given half a chance
to be a part of everything
to watch the miracle of life.
A child born then he becomes a man,
while some go too soon;
we make sense if we can,
we weather the seasons and grow old with friends
then find in/… Read full post »

Sour Apples

There’s a bitter side to me
born next to a lemon tree
it seems the downside’s what I see
instead of some tranquility

In what’s perceived as glass half full
for pessimist’s, a push to pull
I sold my cow so keep your bull
your virgin to my steel wool

Some days… Read full post »

When Peace Replaces Chaos

What means to an end
when adversity muddles the mind
other than cleansing all thoughts
and wiping away the buzzing we find.

No more roller coasters,
no slamming on breaks
just ironing wrinkles;
whatever calm takes.

The sound of the ocean;
medicinal tool
that gives us a rhythm
wh/… Read full post »

Cork

The life of a cork
came odd to me
that such an object
might have traveled far;
once born ‘neath the bark of oak,
twice used as a bottle sealer,
thrice as a bobber on cool, green water,
fourth as a junk drawer criminal;
forgotten, in a cell.

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The Front

A storm is coming
I can feel it in my bones
although the sky is clear for now
horizon moans and groans,
the songbirds act as if they’re rushed
to do the things they do,
like gather seed
then fly to branch
and chatter morning through.

The trees are listless
as I/… Read full post »

One Less Robin

How quiet the robin on this late May morn
perhaps in respect for another that died
it tears at my heart which is tattered and torn;
the minstrel is gone and the listener sighed

Like leaves from a tree on a cold autumn day
one then another go floating away
soon I’ll take/… Read full post »

Dust

I’ve tried to train the dust to fall
on carpets rather than
all objects big and small
but dust it seems does what it can
to cover everything there is
from a window blind
to whatever it can find
and takes away my bliss.

I’ve even tried to con it
by calling it a/… Read full post »

Night Light

The night came lonely without stars,
the moon, a darkened phase
and black, the evening sky
left me to wonder why
darkness by itself does nothing for the soul
unless a little light shines down
on the people in the world
I call, Lonesome Town.

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Bread

Blinddream
05/2012

I told her I’d be back. It was way too much money to owe and not repay. Tomorrow it would be a year to the day and that is what I had promised. I would return in a year’s time with the money even though she said I didn’t/… Read full post »

The Angel Calls (for Algis)

The entity bumped knuckle against cast iron
and the bell rang out a subtle call
for one final ring;
my cue, for time had quenched its stay with me.

My body worn and tattered
wasn’t needed anymore
to pass beyond the coming door
into where we shal/… Read full post »

What Bothers Me (2012)

What bothers me is mostly this;
just about the most of it,
why we’re here
and what’s the plan;
what the heck is in that Spam.

Not the message you delete
but that pink block they call meat!

Yet, that’s not even half of it
which puts me in a stage of/… Read full post »

Another Day

It’s far from being daylight
yet, the birds begin to sing
in great anticipation
of the rising of the sun;
the stirring of those rested
from a quiet night of sleep,
while those who work nocturnally
begin their slow retreat.

And so the cycle moves along
the dawn is blessed with each bird&r/… Read full post »

Sue

Cut many an onion since you’ve been gone
but you came to me today
and I hope your life has had some blossoms;
hope you even got your way.

I’ve road the seesaw most my days
but it all evens out
seems I’m getting older lately
and my bitterness has sweetened;
wishing you the best/… Read full post »

Jacob Marley’s Chains

No sleep engulfed my head last night
instead I wrestled with the sheets
a takedown left; a takedown right
from pillow touch, all through the night

No sounds awakened me in fright;
I could not put my mind to rest
and lay there waiting for the light
of day to come; to end/… Read full post »

Haiku (Haiku)

five beats in the first
seven in the second line
followed by five more

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Nose Bleed (Haiku)

unexpected rush
scarlet stream from where you dream
tissue, if you please!

Blinddream 05/2012

The Caddy (Haiku)

follower at times
a suggestion now and then
tool kit carrier

Blinddream 05/2012

Cemetery

I mow the lawn between the stones
which mark so many passing’s
and wonder who will cut
my little piece of grass.
Seems lately I’m preoccupied
with both living and the dying;
the peak of life’s laughter
and the pit of death’s crying.

I see the dates upon the rock;
some, long/… Read full post »

Indecision (Haiku)

my mind is a maze

I’m caught between the walls

corridors await

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Goat Mountain

Blinddream
05/2012

They closed the old zoo but left all the exhibits intact temporarily although the animals had moved on. That was sufficient time for us budding teenagers to go exploring but it wasn’t so much climbing around in the lion’s cages, which we had done the previo/… Read full post »