The Itch

(August 25, 2016) Often it can't be scratched, And rarely defined this human itch. It tickles just beyond reach, And niggles below the briefness Of accomplishment. Some say love is the calming salve,...

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Decennial Villanelle

(August 18, 2016) Every ten years I write one. Sometimes playfully, like a crossword, antic — Maybe this time the right touch, the light one. I tried Optics — Oh, I thought I...

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Last Phase

(August 4, 2016) Sitting in my cozy chair Late into the night Looking up at stars By my campfire, Built with care Only elders know Everything is possible....

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Gone from the wind

(July 28, 2016) How lonely it will be When all the birds are gone. No more wings Leaning on the wind. Trees and ponds Riddled with silence. No sweet notes To lift our...

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Solstice Haiku

(July 14, 2016) Wild seed-soaking rains    give way to root-warming sun:       short-shadowed summer....

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I hear my pulse

(July 7, 2016) I hear my pulse in dead of night wee hours it thrums so soft deep in my brain muted bassline from a distant prom dance endless endless and yet the...

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Pursuit of Happiness

(June 30, 2016) The work is daunting. As we struggle with each step, One hand is clapping....

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Of Leaves, Dew, Me and You

(June 23, 2016) There are lifelines on the faces of leaves tiny lacy lines of clear and flowing life life that has no major meaning; so it leans easily into the moment...

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(June 16, 2016) Today early gentle rose-sweetened breeze sneaks by just copying yesterday Aiming recklessly, twilight        in its sights whispering        nothings of Great Meaning...

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A Simple Box

(June 9, 2016) Really quite easy; Four and a half inches by Six and a half By Eight and a half. Could hide $50,000 in hundreds, Jewelry, deeds, promises never honored and...

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This marriage

(June 2, 2016) This marriage                 is like Yosemite Valley.                 The volume of space                      invites men                 to fling steel cables                 from one side                 to the other                                ...

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Brew pub window

(May 19, 2016) I lean into the brew pub window festooned with redwood burl Warming a barstool, drawing water figure 8s on the table A greying coonhound stares at me through the...

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Panegyric: The Pencil

(May 12, 2016) "As though naturally/ Erasures would speak the language of pencils." — Howard Nemerov I hop across the paper on my pointed head, skipping with my heartbeat's soul of lead....

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Contour Lines

(May 5, 2016) Radiate outwards in countless dunes Lifting scorched badlands, built by decades Of changing weather and threatening skies. This covering has served me well. Wrestling with childhood friends, Embracing faintly removed...

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The Rains Have Come

(April 28, 2016) The rains have come. All winter it has rained. But it is April now. In the fields, Under the warming sun, The grass is deep, thick, Electric. The cows...

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(April 21, 2016) It's fun to find a corner in a crowded room and watch the conversation rise through the air listening silently on the drifted words while studying the inside of...

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