Last Bites

(September 21, 2017) Our elder tree Barely bears,  Weak limbs Reaching, Apples shaking Morning fog, Lifting up So little of What we recall......

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Freedom for a little dog

(September 7, 2017) Simple, isn't it. To run and hide from master's voice. A little hole where It's hard to fit. It seems a long way off For a man to really be...

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Slipping through Narrow Places

(August 31, 2017) Wild, curly haired kids still chase candy-colored rocks Across old sea floors, dotted with dandelions, And the long yawn of summer gone stale, All gathered up, into that rusty pail....

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Suburban Summer Nights

(August 17, 2017) Evening falling and cicadas So loud you could still hear them Above the air conditioners First fireflies signal night To kids on bikes racing sundown home With spokes snapping...

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(August 3, 2017) Fog languidly cloaks this seaside town spreading over rooftop and door stoop creeping into the cracks of my soul slowly breaking brick apart with an imposing silence I have learned...

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Colossus 2017

(July 27, 2017) You're not from here; you're poor You homeless, turbaned Sikh You refuse of Syria, you masses of Sinaloa's shore You're tempest-tossed; you're not their best; you're meek Take heed, beware...

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Trade Winds

(July 20, 2017) Another gray morning Treetops shake Vultures rise, Circling endlessly Riding trade winds Higher than a kite! R Bloomin Orchard Bristles with fruit Blessed by rains Held far too long In...

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Summer Samba

(July 13, 2017) Leggings below long skirts against the chill of the fog — stiff coastal breeze keeping kayakers in sea spray, down jackets, bonfires at campsites Not like the summers I knew...

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Ode to Don's Donuts

(July 6, 2017) Pillar of glutenism! Carbohydrate community center! Sugar sanctuary! Pass gas and pledge allegiance to cheap food. There could be a sign above the counter — "Bread Is Life" — blinking...

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Break Through

(June 22, 2017) Isn't it interesting that lately Out of the corner of my mind I sometimes glimpse Our grey cat of thirty no forty No fifty years ago When I start to...

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The shadows of ravens

(June 15, 2017)  Over and over                 Again Colliding         colliding with reality with desires,         with ires Colliding with demands with dreams, with needs Colliding with rages and appeases With limits        ...

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Old Books

(June 8, 2017) My Shakespeare has no spine — O, 'twas a brave old book, but too many times hefted, crack'd open, it tore away,    nor is it back today. My Iliad has no face...

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(June 1, 2017) Orchard buzzing As Spring arrives: Lust driven, Groin hurling, Wanton desire, Flying nowhere In particular. Love is in the air!...

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(May 25, 2017) Poem escapes was one brilliant moment can't recollect art show just want to share was no show appointment oh Humboldt oh hum county went to vigil and wept trying to...

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(May 18, 2017) It was home, Until it wasn't. Moving vans  Fast foods     Tissues and fear Framing every day, Never stopping To talk about Who was there, And who wasn't....

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Fourth World

(May 11, 2017) Where are you, boy who never was? Draped dead in your father's arms. Shrouding dust blown by hellish winds Held settled only by your family's blood. Where are you going,...

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