Thursday, March 19, 2026

Crevasses

 

 

On a road long traveled
in a place been tossed
writing stories
fables

about crevasses.

When the large war started
starters were far away.

No one knocked the door and said
I want to start a war 
This person lives past everywhere
has many votes will run.

I found an old boss obit
didn't know he passed
growing old has a few perks
long chained but now untasked. 

No one comes around to talk
ask how are your kids
did anybody buy a house?
no they are expensive.

Once the crevasse opened up
everyone fell in I was like
they light this place
sunset so bright!  Come in!   

Out front the kids playing
"don't look at it" some screamed
I heard them running to the woods
no one watched them 

Apparently!

And then another candle lit
or maybe two or three
they celebrate my birthday
I must go out and see.

Boston After Dark

 

Boston After Dark   ***

Once walked the streets of Boston
tall buildings either side
sidewalk people staring
stop the war our guide.  

We were young that morning
stopping traffic too
Boston scene of marching
not bands but bombing news.

Billy Graham young man then
preaching in the sun
while I sat there in the grass
watching him

Sunday Service

 

 

Window cracked this morning
gentle light in sky
something must be working
woke up at 7 a.m. 

not 4 or 5, 3 or 2
a decent hour
need coffee too. 


Woke up in the morning
like you're supposed to do
looking at some poetry
tweeking it

I rule. 

In this little kingdom
foundation nearly laid
a tweek is really
powerful

Do Not Missile Babies

 

 

Try to ping instead of ring
don't wake up sons
and daughters
a haughty crowd
at very best
don't need dad.

Love the babies
till the end and more
DNA in there
with the many others
a hit parade of moms

and, of course, my father.  

Worlds Built On Sound

 

 

It occurs great symphonies
are truth found in some sounds
activate the things that whir
inside the spine somehow. 

Tell us things sound bathing
the very tender parts
about the clash of titans
love meets war

whirs start.

Monday, March 16, 2026

Sunday Morn

 

 

Awake at dawn no mourning
just a thought in bed
I failed the way of memory
and lost the wisdom test. 

It was too much to think about
every touch and vibe
all the sweetest moments
out here don't survive. 

No Date Tonight

 

 

Always ready to be wrong
a little exercise
with each message
to the brain

out there blind dating.

Start out with another day
begin with a nice lunch
or picnic as I once did
down by a stream  

her spot. 

With a lovely lady
a blanket and some tea
way before Ms. Nonie
thankful it was free. 


Just a see you later
not really mad at all
no idea why this was
unable to recall.

Just a pleasant walk one day
and over then it was
interviewing strangers
no unpleasantness at all. 

But we are adventures
in our porous skins
happy just to spend
some time

walking doing spins. 

She made a lovely picnic
spent some time and tried
I really should be grateful
 
there comes an age when I
won't be going anywhere
to see or smile or dance

I think we may be near that time
or, in fact, it passed.

We've gone on
through the meadows
tried our best to swim
and God said

you are better now
I leave you with a gift. 

She is for you and true will be
as you wobble around
so be yourself the one there was
before you nonsensed out.  

Be a child again my son
no more interviews
this gift I give you
care for her

be wise and listen too. 

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