Losing pages dog-eared as my life like chapter timesRead my path like a book left fading on a pale benchWhen … More
Tag: #Memory
The American Cemeteries of World War II
All of us have seen photos of tulip fields, vibrant colors stretching for milesNo need to see those in the … More
Say Hello
I will remember little to finally nothing of this poem in timeWriting is the act of pushing words like these … More
Yesterday
I read that if you learn something each dayYour brain will stay flexible, or so some sayHold off memory loss … More
Write Like H E Double Hockey Sticks
If you want to tell today’s plain factYou’d best record it right awayBefore it’s blinded and bewildered by timeTurns into … More
Hang Up
It’s amazing how the internet white pagesList cell and landline numbers going back ages I would try the most recent … More
Maybe a Phone Call
The phone rings. It’s a live number. I inhale and hold my breath. It’s been many years, so I can’t say for … More
Time’s Slow Fade
That former love’s words recalled moreIn bits and pieces like lyricsOf a song recalled less and lessHer face shimmers further … More
The Last Time
Neil Young was playing. The Comes a Time album. Sipping a beer, he stared into the fireplace and saw her face. Young did that … More
It’s Inevitable
What’s that oneOn the tip of your tongueOr more your ear It goesDa da da di da di da da … More
Reminding the Gaps
At a reading a couple weeks back, I read a piece about some of the encounters I’d had with racist … More
That’s the One
I enter the vaultWhere lights never workOnly the dimmest glowSeeping through the open doorHelps me hunt In here lies every … More
Time Can’t Fade
We knew each other well a long time agoI hated every moment apartWe were perfect for meBrilliant schemes of flesh … More
Rise
Now we will riseWith no storm suppressionNo night hanging dark heavinessNothing to distort or fadeThat image of usSet long years … More
First Love
Been there Can tell you exactly howIt’s hoped to be this one, the oneAnd wow, this is itTwo people foundDon’t … More
Love Remains
Articulate toes curlicue venerable sandsMurmur maker, birdsong, youArtistic swirl of bone mixed stone patternsFingers play circles on chicken skinPush time … More
And Here We Are
If one step forwardWere one step back insteadIn space and timeOne day we would be young againAnd we would meet … More
Identity
Life split all about with many inklingsZig a beloved bright youth onwardYears removed sausage segmentsSliced away blade cuts one by … More
Look Up
New York is a stare-up cityI stand awed all over againThe tallest buildings jammedA million odds-on calculated gamblesOf engineering and … More
Note to Self
I believe every story has two endingsThe first once I’ve read itThose images swirling in my mindWords and echoed lines … More
