Chipmunk nonet ~   Today I watched a chipmunk savage my sunflower seedlings, digging with furious claws at the seedling pots snuffling up an errant seed like cocaine. No wonder no sunflowers ever sprouted! Instead, one chipmunk grows sleeker emboldened and sunflower fed. I watch…

  Rock, Paper, Scissors (Inspired by my painting, ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS)   They challenged us. Rock, Paper, Scissors, a game of competition, create a painting with this theme.   Being one who dislikes competition and the oft arising conflict, I determined a way to unify…

There are so many miles between us Yet I can look at the night sky And know you can see it too The same stars as I do Despite the distance It brings us close I feel your Presence Near.

“What am I going to do? I was born when the gods had already died.” Pablo Neruda “What am I going to do? I was born when the gods had already died.” A time when indifference rode the sky and everyone felt alone. My ancestral…

I should actually say ‘past eleven’ because this is ‘twelve’. Now that the hours have done their work, they may dance – madly, blithely, cannabis-high. (No need for filter papers as I do not smoke.) We’ve watched today’s games, partaken of today’s meals, exhaled some…

Finally just the verdict  I  needed Badges are to be  accountable Communities can  heal now Guilty Guilty Guilty And people sing, shout Some angry  others  peace For a better Justice Now  

As much as I like the image, I went with the text prompt for my final poem of this year’s half-marathon. Thirty years ago this summertime I was watching Total Recall on laserdisc while eating some Snickers ice cream bars after coming back from Shibuya…

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Now I am friends with a hummingbird who sits outside my room daily. I bring feeders of nectar but the heat is endless. How can I help him? Or is it me who needs help today, now?

Blue In white veined petals, I see the sea, Veins becoming foam As tides rush in and out, Captured in a snapshot of fragile flower, As short-lived as the sea is enduring. Blue fills my vision, my memories Of standing on piers, watching waves, Captivated…