The striking kid sat down in the last booth. The sun shined brightly, outside the streaky diner windows.

"What's up with that guy?"

"Yea...no... I don't know. He sat himself."

Bertulf stared out the giant window. Big as sunshine was, he owned it. Or so it appeared.… Read full post »

i  have nothing left to say

except that greed has found a way

and reason seems to be forgone

and dumb the norm

from  muteness worn

Sunday words are not in use

they seem to be a bit obtuse

and now we're told

our IQ… Read full post »

 A study steady with Green

The Green Heron and her Mate

Elle poissons comme un Herone'     

She Catches daily fast food on the go.

               &… Read full post »

What was she thinking. Was this the cookie talking? Fanny wondered.

She pulled the last batch from the oven and transferred the hot cookies to the cooling rack. Something about the… Read full post »

[There is no other... MOM!  I lost mine too early, but have come to realize that she is always with me, even when I wish she wasn't. So for all out there... cause who do they scream for... we all have a mom.]

A substitute no

just… Read full post »

Soon... very very soon we'll all be flying in jump suits.

Small, medium, and Triple X (for the wealthy)

Sans underpants!

Hope they come in gay colors!!!

No shoes, no shirt... NO shit!

Easy as that. Men this way, women the other.

Step into the future of… Read full post »

Cunningness of deceit

evasion of the word

white washing boundries

grabbing lies

the fence is now absurd

Ridiculous derision

offending decent ears

bombastic suits

lashed to the truth

build high the gate of fear

Transistor rectifier… Read full post »

Oh moon do glow

in darken sky

For Rita wishes

my picture to spy

Imposed did I

upon the last

et voila' 

Périgée lunaire oeil. Read full post »

"Listen carefully," he said, "This won't be easy for you to hear..." he leaned over and tucked the violin case along side the worn club chair.

"I'm married you know." He walked over to the bank of windows facing the lake. He… Read full post »

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He sat on the back stoop under the spot light huddled up in a ball, shivering.

Stupid jacket, he thought, not warm enough.

His voice raw from rehearsal, no gloves, no hat, his ears were frozen.

He tried to wiggle his… Read full post »

The sky from grey turned black as night

a not so distant April morn

and from my cup of morning go

a brewing mess was born

Racing swiftly across the pond

Craven in its course

and angled sharply up the hill

mighty in full… Read full post »

A shortcut down the path today

One cleaned and trimed to clear the way

 To safely guide those by-passers who

Have missed the long forgotten view

Past May-apples and Viburnum new

Sprung up over night to claim their right

Before the tree… Read full post »

There is a sudden distortion

                                         &n… Read full post »

Two Alone

It had been the crop.

The nuts from the trees.

Each year the fall harvest brought with it several young tan men.

Lean, strong and hard, eager young men. Willing to work the seasonal crop in return for food, lodging and a pocketful… Read full post »

Ridiculous Capitis

She stood beside an odd display

all dressed in black as if to say,

"I've come to stop the spread of Lice

those little buggers aren't so nice."

"Pediculosis corporis,

is spread by naughty touching, thus

(she pointed to a sickening photo)… Read full post »

A Reflective Photograph

Digital Montage 4/2/2012

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[I wrote this the morning after loosing my place of business. It was the day before Thanksgiving and the start of my busy season. It sucked and I was mad as a hornet, but I made it through that thorny mess...It's true what they say about 'fighting City Hall',… Read full post »

[ one step, one stroke, closer to self ]

['shallow 2012']

Almost new

nothing aches

yet

the morning breezy

bright

and cool

the house humms quietly

still intact

but

id waits

for my return

today

tomorrow… Read full post »

"Quiet everyone, Etchas down, please. Let Ms Parsltongue finish." The mammoth third hour teacher lifted her proboscis and swayed towards the loud speaker.

Was she pointing? They wondered.

Dicky was too engrossed with his Sketch to notice.

"Mr. Reeper would like to remind all… Read full post »

Five for luck

Swirled round the moon

Without confusion

The conduit fluid.

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The selfish fist

of wealthy wish

that safety has a trigger

This shameless Law

which makes no sense

and gives the fool false vigor

A guarantee

insurance for

a blindness those can't see

The difference

the ground

the stance… Read full post »

The Walk

It was a cool morning and the breeze was washing west across the empty golf course. It bothered the dogs ears as we headed east to go under the tunnel so I knew we wouldn't be out long.

Lake Shore Drive was… Read full post »

She was just five.

Her sister's closet held all the smells of them. Them being her two sisters, Lean and Pretty, were her elders. Too busy for fun. And too obedient. Suck-ups.

Their slips and night shirts hung on the back wall. Their sweaters on the shelf. They slipped… Read full post »