(July 11, 2019)
No longer willowy, taut and bronzed, perhaps faintly recalling their golden youth, they are pale fleshed; their yellowed skin contrasts with the scintillant, deep green river. They are round, dimpled...
(July 4, 2019)
How we were drawn into this light, Released from bedtime curfews, And freed from morning's grasp: Those signatories of winter With their dark ink now all blurred and faded. In...
(June 27, 2019)
Wondering when the other shoe will drop. The hammer will fall Wondering while my chicken cooks with rice Why others need a dime. A quart of milk. Ok. I am...
(June 20, 2019)
Dangles above the coastline Where countless stars and waves
Welcome me home.
One of these stars Is extremely rare
Having immigrated From a Dwarf Galaxy Far, far away ... All...
(June 13, 2019)
Eureka's sky does ominous so well! The unswerving day makes orderly retreat Down C Street, where mean hubcaps cast a spell From 101, subwoofers on the beat. Around the world...
(June 6, 2019)
Dedicated to my friend Tony Humbugs Westkamper and his lovely wife Hadassah The aging entomologist won his fair lady not with blandishments of youth – dancing, archery, bumpers of beer, dark-side...
(May 23, 2019)
My colors aren't quite shining, on this dim lit day. I'm usually pinks and purples, now I'm just plain grey. People see right through me, although I shine quite bright....
(May 16, 2019)
Dangles above the coastline Where countless stars and waves Welcome me home. One of these stars Is extremely rare Having immigrated From a Dwarf Galaxy Far, far away… All...
(May 9, 2019)
Through Shirley's eyes the trees displayed Their beauty as the children played And each time that we went anew She'd ask if once again they grew Through Shirley's ears they...
(May 2, 2019)
There's a day now and then When the world is so glorious, When your children are safe and happy, When the roof has no leaks, And the furnace is working...
(April 25, 2019)
Mechanical music, the sound of a ghost radio station broadcast by a specter ship sailing the radio waves, no soul aboard, ghost boat steered by ghost engineers. Opposite of pirate...
(April 11, 2019)
"The only thing of value is the thing you cannot say." Wittgenstein At King Salmon on that beautiful Sunday, my father-in-law praises the day: the sun walks across the wavetops...
(April 4, 2019)
Music of a liquid world Full of ebb and flow River made foundation Constant, deep and low Staccato drips of melting Hit roof and deck below Murmur of light rain...
(March 28, 2019)
Dancing off the hillsides Inviting me outside Where clouds play, Above the canopy I normally embrace To avoid the rain. A Great Blue Heron Lumbers along Towards the sun, Oblivious...
(March 21, 2019)
we could see the indentation left on the ground where it had stood since before the First World War. Covered up and compressed for over a century, the earth suddenly...
