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Category Archives: Poetry
Pawn Shop Mirror
This mirror has spots melted into the glass, Age spots like rust in the upper right hand corner. The glue holding in the glass is leaking from the frame. It seemed a good idea at the time, Buying a mirror … Continue reading
The Car Runs Fine: A Tribute to Ernie’s Garage
….and then the handle fell off the passenger side, the car runs fine though. The blower doesn’t work except on high, the car runs fine though. . Needs new wipers, the tires may just last another winter, it runs just … Continue reading
Spill Your Guts: Poems in Time of Political Upheaval
Spill Your Guts: Write Poems in This Time of Political Upheaval Poetry and Pizza Wednesday evening, April 4 2018, 6 p.m. – 7:30 p.m. Ashfield Congregational Church, 429 Main Street, Ashfield, MA If you have never written a poem, now … Continue reading
Time Change Spoiler Alert
Spoiler alert Turn your clocks forward Unless they turn forward Automatically Then don’t or you’ll be two hours late for church … Spoiler alert Turn left when you think you should Unless GPS told you the same Automatically Then don’t … Continue reading
Prayer Written during President’s State of the Union Address
Okay, I know You’re around. No need for me to worry or to seek or to sing psalms. You’re around. Don’t get all poetic on me about You being reflected in everything I see. Or that You dwell in every … Continue reading
Profile in Silhouette
Behind him a brick wall drips with old colors, He is facing West 82nd Street. His lashes droop down, his eyes are closed. All I can see is the blackness where his face was, . As if his face had … Continue reading
Quiet
This forest is so young My hands can reach around almost each tree, My arms can tightly embrace even the oldest. Yet such quiet pervades the forest That I forget time. . Quiet is itself older than trees and forest, … Continue reading
Feather and Skin
The sixty-ninth year is coming upon me Since first I made to count. Still the self-same hawk circles over, Or another in its place, . Skimming clouds overhead, watching My old bones and eyes. She disappears a moment into the … Continue reading
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I’m working on the final draft of my first book. Crowds are waiting for release: I’m working as fast as I can.