I will remember little to finally nothing of this poem in timeWriting is the act of pushing words like these…
Legendary
I caught their act, three with the back and forth banterEach taking whip-smart improv turnsSometimes a jokester-provoker, then the straight…
Yesterday
I read that if you learn something each dayYour brain will stay flexible, or so some sayHold off memory loss…
Shifting Sands
It should be calm here and soothing as the waves break tonightBut there’s a tension, not romantic, in their rigid…
From Words to Silence
I write to keep you safe, captured in these wordsI keep you leaving traces and love’s truthsYou live on in…
Life’s Music
I wake up singing from time to timeThe omen’s good or maybe notDepending on the song, of courseThe day is…
A-
When I’m deep in practiceI’ll go an hour or twoOnly pausing perhapsTo add a new fingering or chordAnd at the…
Marches On
Grad school was a bad time to discoverI was burned out on reading and writingHad only a desire for playing…
Next Love
I’ve always found love works this wayBefore it strikes the highest peakBlows out and sinks my last desireIt hints at heat…
Off the Ground
Charles Dickens whispered, “On the ground”Meaning and significance? Mr. HartSits back and thinks in terms of legal precedenceThe message in…
The Road’s Been Long
The road has been some sort of songLonger than the 45 I thought it might beCloser to the beginningAnd winding…
Habit
Not this time. No. I’m done with all of that. I watched. Closely. I always do when I sit in…
Trap
“What do you mean, you give up?” “I’m telling you, it’s not what I expected. It’s too hard.” “When you…
Look Up
“Hey, Lanning, you look younger every time I see you.” I look up and see an older gentleman smiling down…
Walls
“If you can’t play for us,” Jan says in an encouraging voice, “you know you’d have a tough time on open…
Math Rhymes with Laugh
The little girl’s eyes were riveted on the four objects her father placed in front of him on the table.…
About You
Of course it must be “you” Even though I think of your ashes As a collection of what you were…
Our Music
My mom’s ‘ukulele, a Martin, very rareSits on the piano she also played The ‘uke was her favorite instrument There’s…
Transgression
After all the crying and cursingAfter all the anger and griefTime had the time to heal the woundBut what followed…
July 8, 2024
My dad would have been 105 years old todayHe died in 2009 at age 89 in a nursing home He…
