Trailer Trash

There used to be only a just bearable fewNow there are an unbearable few hundredWitnessed in the dreaded half dark … More

This Unknown Way

I glance behind sensing that I’ll seeIt’s only myself standing behind me I wonder why I should trust youNot knowing … More

The male is quiet, very quiet, a stealth travelerHe meanders with his wife and babies, searchingFor food, it must be, … More

I will remember little to finally nothing of this poem in timeWriting is the act of pushing words like these … More

I caught their act, three with the back and forth banterEach taking whip-smart improv turnsSometimes a jokester-provoker, then the straight … More

I read that if you learn something each dayYour brain will stay flexible, or so some sayHold off memory loss … More

It should be calm here and soothing as the waves break tonightBut there’s a tension, not romantic, in their rigid … More

I write to keep you safe, captured in these wordsI keep you leaving traces and love’s truthsYou live on in … More

I wake up singing from time to timeThe omen’s good or maybe notDepending on the song, of courseThe day is … More

When I’m deep in practiceI’ll go an hour or twoOnly pausing perhapsTo add a new fingering or chordAnd at the … More

Grad school was a bad time to discoverI was burned out on reading and writingHad only a desire for playing … More

I’ve always found love works this wayBefore it strikes the highest peakBlows out and sinks my last desireIt hints at heat … More

Charles Dickens whispered, “On the ground”Meaning and significance? Mr. HartSits back and thinks in terms of legal precedenceThe message in … More

The road has been some sort of songLonger than the 45 I thought it might beCloser to the beginningAnd winding … More

Not this time. No. I’m done with all of that. I watched. Closely. I always do when I sit in … More

“What do you mean, you give up?” “I’m telling you, it’s not what I expected. It’s too hard.” “When you … More

“Hey, Lanning, you look younger every time I see you.” I look up and see an older gentleman smiling down … More

“If you can’t play for us,” Jan says in an encouraging voice, “you know you’d have a tough time on open … More

The little girl’s eyes were riveted on the four objects her father placed in front of him on the table. … More

Of course it must be “you” Even though I think of your ashes As a collection of what you were … More