Category Archives: Poems

First, never ask of him questions to which you really don’t want answers. Maybe she did, every morning, prepare for him a farmers breakfast and every night a gormands feast. Chicken cor-don-blu was not difficult for her to do, even … Continue reading →

The guarantee and the root of the efficacy of progress is based solely, squarely and securely on the fact that the last guy or crew or company who, ” Put your old roof on, Madam,”… or installed your AC system … Continue reading →

I no longer have the time to wait for you to have the time for me! For there is no time BUT the present and no present I can give you like my time! Decide, Damn it! Or watch me … Continue reading →

I enjoy watching men and women work. The brick layer halfway up a wall. A painter turning sheet-rock-dull gray into canary yellow. A greensman leaves the lawn well weeded, mowed and edged. I don’t need a fifth generation cell phone … Continue reading →

Come! Walk me. Keep me company while I do my daily duty, the simple chores. Mow the lawn. Drive to Lowes for two quarts of coconut milk, bananas and chop meat. Come! Walk me. Meet me at my stoop. Arm … Continue reading →

When I play alone, I against I, I never looses. I follow all the rules: WHITE ON RIGHT; KING ON OPPOSITE COLOR; NON-PASSANT; FIGHT TILL THE BLOODY CHECK-MATE; BEWARE THE STALE MATE; BUT A POT IS AS GOOD AS GOLD. … Continue reading →

…that moment in human history after which everything changes. It’s no mystery! The most pivotal… That slight change of direction… That sudden shift in trajectory… Remember? OK. I will tell you! It’s the first time one of our Pro-Magnon grandpa’s … Continue reading →

This, my son, is where we first beheld the flame. This, my son, is where we first came to build this Tabernacle To God’s Name. This, my son, is where we carried silken cloth, gold threads, linen drape. This is … Continue reading →

Our Father in Heaven and on Earth and in our lives and in my life, All the Names You have chosen to be called are Holy. Your Kingdom is coming and your Kingdom is here in us! Your will is … Continue reading →

Etymology, like spelling, is to me, always a source of wonder, and mystery. Take, for instance, the origin of “YALMACHA” : “….from the ancient Hebrew for “put on a cap!” adapted by Yiddish speaking migrants from the warm sands of … Continue reading →