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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The sheep have moved to higher ground

(May 4, 2017) In the lower pasture water leans into the footings of the small barn. Colonies of birds take root in the soft mud of new lakes, a whispered seeping of water...

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Swift thou shouldst be living at this hour

(April 20, 2017) America has need of you. We are a swamp Of muddled, mangled meanings. Corrupted people Say whatever works The words uncoupled from the truth Jobs are actually tax cuts Healthcare...

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(April 13, 2017) The moment It presented itself So clean Naked Black sky One star A gift just for me I grabbed it Stuffed it in my pocket Took it home Chewed grinded...

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(April 6, 2017) What matters Is not matter. Nothing is Created Nor destroyed. Thought has Always been The language of Quantum Mechanics. Who's on first?...

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I am the Dammed Klamath River

(March 30, 2017) I am trapped because a dam is in the way. I go nowhere because a dam is in the way. I am not free because a dam is in the...

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Someone Tapped on my Wire

(March 23, 2017) hey, i'm up early again! this you can see on my tweet where the bluebird and facts and fiction do meet. someone tapped on my wire in a most sneaky...

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