Birds have that gift of flightTheir lives so simple seemingEating and sleepingBusy nest buildersTrue, they have predatorsFrom which we couldn’t … More
Tag: #WriterSaturday
A Fan with a Plan
There are 30 minutes to go before the start of the game. Not many fans of either team are seated … More
Keep On Keeping On
In the way you sayIn the shape and in the formIn no uncertain termsEven if it falls exactly as you … More
Wind and Reed
A new moon slipping overWhite plate and crystalShadowed beneath where sustenanceIs no longer cravedSlipping and slipped beyond supperTongues still tasting … More
When me becomes Me
When do you know you’re You? Self-realization, Self-actualization Coming in from the swirl of identity unhinged You swinging wildly in … More
Destination
Do I go left or right hereThe way I drive places MostlyI don’t know street names anymoreThey could have no … 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
Life’s Miracles
There are angels among us alwaysEvery moment may be a revelationLife is a series of miracles all our daysThere are … More
Iron Wrinkles
As I put on this aloha shirtI notice the collar’s not been ironed rightSomething my old eyes didn’t catch In … More
Never Gone
I take great comfort in knowing thisThat the dead still live in my memories of themSo they are with me … More
The least I can do
In the last years I wonderWhy I have to do thisVisit in the nursing homeNow that your mind is goneAnd … More
Was Light Is Will Be
His was the hand of light isWherever it wavedIn his wave we saw intoWithout end will see beyond darkness All … More
The Cave
Then out of the gloomy forest came first that burning yellow glow. Those eyes.As the feline figure sauntered toward us, … More
Fever
I lie half here in my roomThe other somewhere vague Wonder much of me shiveringIn blackness and sweat soaked Strain … More
Another Saturday Night
I’ve rolled down this hill beforeA million times coasting in neutralIn reverse sometimes for the challengeOver the shoulder with slight … More
Days Short
I’ve watched them from where I sitThe ghosts of summer runningThe children fresh onceGrown and gone rainbowssplashed to gray laughterSplit … More
Bed Bugs Bite
“Okay, honey, you’re all tucked in now, snug as a bug in a rug.” The little girl laughed. “I’m, not … More
A Portrait of the Norwegian Historian as an Old Man
His ancestors were not just marauding, blood-thirsty, war-mongering, pillaging, rapists, and slave traders. Vikings were extraordinary explorers, experts at navigation, … More
Another Challenge
This happened a long time ago when I was young and stupid. Maybe eight at the time, I was part of … More
Here There Is No Light
For us, two hells might await us at the end of our existence. One is to be consumed in fire. … More
