a poem about weak ending strong…

a poem about waiting for weightlessness to heal grief A Lifeguard Squints to Read Another grey day breaks against the coast. Shadowed seals bark as slips of white foam sink into the sand. The ache of hauling driftwood, in full view of the forest, fills my lungs like a fog. The beach, empty…

a poem about retreating in advance of ideas A morning crew man suspended by helicopter cables resembles an overhead cow. This woodland retreat no longer features a respite from political machines. A hired leaf blower rips a two stroke engine to tidy the off season patio. It’s election eve…

or what if poetry is a game show with no host? I sought professional help. I suspect some of you wondered what took so long, but admitting I need therapy more than careful editing took some doing. Had to look in the mirror with the lights on and realize I’ve…

an essay on process and prayer SSubmittable as unto the Lord Poets write for intimate strangers. The editors of literary magazines presume to know us when asking for poems for their magazines and then assume they know what our readers prefer to read. It’s a highly subjective process and when you…

a blog about unlocking the prison within I’m going back to prison and I can hardly wait. It’s been fifteen months since I was inside the State of California’s version of the Pearly Gates. Pandemic protocols are relaxing to allow volunteers, such as myself, to meet with the inmates. I’ve…

an haiku to mop the brow

a poem about what’s not yet not I repair your guitar in a bath of broken glass, these are the new blues, frozen specimens, blood tipped tiles and light disappearing outside a window. One hand sidles smoke two hands grip an ostrich from the sand insisting the repeating song is changed by repeating songs…

a traveling poem of travail I went to Africa in this shirt, short sleeved, cotton, blue collar to appreciate water as treasure and see broken glass, affixed to a compound wall, spread rainbows of the drought. Diesel fumes force my nose back to cattle in traffic my eyes white as my…