Category Archives: Poetry

Cafe haiku

Floor tiles are mismatched An old man stands bewildered Which way to go now? . . A woman passes In the cafe filled with diners – A breeze melts my skin   .

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Skeleton Skeltonic Verse

skeleton bones rattle as they roam ‘til they come back home. the last time i saw one he, she or it shone in the sun. he, she or it was having fun until he, she or it shouted a curse … Continue reading

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Grandma’s Ghost

My grandmother wore a white sheet on Halloween. Her black oxford stout-heeled shoes poked out from under the hem. She walked with her familiar rock from side to side. Her pale blue eyes glinted through the eye holes. . She … Continue reading

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Catholic High School

They sent us forth under false pretenses. They sent us forth with the false idea that we knew the world, knew where we stood, knew what needed to be done. . In truth, after graduation, we landed like turnips off … Continue reading

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Hundreds of Ways

There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground – -Rumi   There are hundreds of ways to touch a leaf to hear the sea . Hundreds of ways to breathe to sigh . There are hundreds of … Continue reading

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Here’s Looking at You

  Sun’s out, hummingbirds are humming. . Then one stops, Stares. One eye Stares at me Staring at him. . He hovers, flicks away. What was his name? . Either Ruby-throated Hummingbird, or Nano AeroIvironment Spy Drone, . Which looks … Continue reading

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The Rockets’ Red Glare

Preaching to the Converted The Houston flood is killing and destroying. Yes? The refineries are spewing toxins in the air and water there. Yes? North Korea blew up a hydrogen bomb. Right? Flew missiles over Japan. Nazi attempt to squirm … Continue reading

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Grandma’s Friends

Maeve and Hugh came from the Old Country and didn’t smell very good. . My father hid behind a chair and popped up, “Are they gone?” while they were still in the doorway. Mom married him anyway. . With their … Continue reading

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578 million, eight hundred eighty

  If a life were a quilt would I have 67 squares? or 720 for each hour in each month? Let’s see that would be 67 years times 12 months times 720. . Life is much longer than I’d previously … Continue reading

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Ballad of a Needle

If I had an needle I’d sing you a song about a dress. It would be the pretty blue and white one Mom sent me out to play in. But, there were benches to climb on and railings to hang … Continue reading

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