Category Archives: Poems

There was, this evening, a ring around the moon. I knew, at noon, it would be there, felt it coming as the air went frigid damp, as the sky changed blues, a gradual morph of hues, until, at dusk, a … Continue reading →

Gods clouds surpass our towers. Our great sky scrapers dwarft before the majesty of His mountains. In the unplummed depths of His seas, cities sink. In the corridors of His galaxies, in the gallaries of His cosmic maze, our ways … Continue reading →

there is an open door to the room awaiting me, where rest from my journey is granted, free. The only question I ask about that peaceful room: does it have another door, an escape from the tomb? A nervous wondering … Continue reading →

I’m a blue pill cowboy. Hot dreams, purple, red risings, hungry lusts…. Every lady I see is lovely. All that urge comes into focus on the graceful slopes, the round divides, orbed mounds, soft concaves, warm, moist, hidden places on … Continue reading →

When I came back upstairs from banging down the coal stove ash, adding more to keep the heat, I found my wife, in silk shirt, nude below, was sleeping deeply on my side of the mattress, in my remaining warmth. … Continue reading →

My wife made meat loaf the shape of a penis, put it, head first, into the preheated oven and when it was well done, so were we.

I’m keeping my hand around while she is away from so I won’t forget going off until she’s on and I’m in.

I have part of a photo, the only part I want. It is my wife, cut away from her ex, thirty five years ago. A finger sized sliced picture of my wife in a god awful dress. The top part’s … Continue reading →

I will lift weights, run off my buns, do sit-ups by the score, maybe even four score and seven in honor of Lincoln before he grew old enough to die so suddenly of a stopped heart. That’s how we all … Continue reading →

The biggest squirrel chases the others around the feeder, dashes down the pole to the ground, up again, around the box, until, alone, he perches on top, nibbling seed, guarding his throne, king, while oaks, maples, firs, soar above him, … Continue reading →