Category Archives: Poems

“Yoo-Hoo! Anybody home?” yelled our next door neighbor, Teresa Marino, Mother of my buddies Pasquali (the Second), Georgio and Johnny. She’d poke her head in our opened front door… Nobody locked doors back then. That would come a few years … Continue reading →

Written in response to a “kool-aid” crack made by an old theologian buddy who condemns my continued belief in- and my stubborn adherence too- the Forth Commandment and against its -(somehow, since it’s “just ceremonial…”)- elimination at the Cross of … Continue reading →

“Didn’t you use (d) to be… a member here back when….?” Yep! I heard that when I dropped by to visit the old fitness club to say hello to the owner. Mike Riley, a good friend and training buddy. Where … Continue reading →

Remind me to remember not to die before I’m dead. To suckle every nipple. To fondle every breast. To grasp every ass that’s offered and press it firm against the head. And come! And come again! And come again! To … Continue reading →

Let me remind you to remember what I looked like when I died and to tell me when we meet for coffee in that Cafe’ on the Other Side. Was there the smile on my face of a man, contented, … Continue reading →

An emerald-green-grass-fairway. And high on its sides and above, a deep-blue-North Carolina sky with a herd of white, puffy, buffalo drifting by, stretches out before my eye through the picture windows walling my Senior-Living-Communities indoor swimming pool as I force … Continue reading →

It really don’t matter, the money you’ll earn. Nor the companies you’ll build from scratch, to turn. What matters is what your children will say, on the day after you die. It’s your choice to choose. To win or to … Continue reading →

The Soul swirls in a whirlpool of mystery, miracle and celestial breezes, while the body is rooted in soil, seed, stone and flesh. The body is the school where its Soul learns to empathize with life in the flesh with … Continue reading →

I guess it was the sermon on the Trinity was the straw that broke Divinity’s back that day, finally. A lovely Sunday morning in late May. Still cool, pleasant enough, early, for our olderly Episcopalian congregation to gather for an … Continue reading →

…a believers faith in the reality of a Divinity who cares and is taking care of what happens to the house and all who dwell within while She sits quietly on a comfy beach chair, perched among the gables of … Continue reading →