There was a man in Acapulco, Where the waves wash as high as the mountains. And in the wet wind of June, My foolish old heart wanted to kiss him. His echo swirled around me like chocolate, When his hand took mine, helping me In and out, on…

Darkest night was upon my heart their was know. More light. Of the warmth of my heart my heart was frozen. By the coldest darkness that cover my body.   Their were know more light covering my soul the light was covered. By the darkness…

The dreaded form prompt! This year I scheduled it a lot earlier in the marathon. This year the prompt has to do with my favorite form, the pantoum. The pantoum is a form of poetry similar to a villanelle in that there are repeating lines…

Inspiration meted out by the minute the minutes counting down for this hour. Take this bus or the next one? Fly this metaphor to home or save and savor it?  

Kline graue Katze (Little Grey Cat)   “Hast du angst?” (Are you afraid?) I asked the motherly grey cat, (if cats can be motherly) perched precariously atop the stall post in front of me while I mucked out the horse’s stall after school of a…

in a hat created from a fuschia scarf with three butterflies perched where there was no space, I samba too rapidly to the finale. a half dozen bracelets encircle my arms, my heels are high enough to touch euphoria. each step makes me an icon….

chosen to be the one to bring change to break the chains to right the wrongs create rites of passage to the darkness To remove what does not belong to build what has been torn down to fix what is broken and claim what has…

Walking among the crowd Masked with proud People live a life and don’t understand till the day   When the body lies on the ground when the king puts down the crown The masks are removed Soul is bared That is the time When people…

Years ago, when I was a boy and therefore safer, I would visit Austin on his night-shift at the 7-11 and watch the zombies shuffle in for microwavable pie or cigarettes. Mostly they just asked for stuff, any change we might give them. Later, when…

Colors Colors are all around, From sky to ground. Blue, green, violet or Wine, All have their own shine. Many colors are in life, Still we run for black and white. Present is moving fast, Still we are looking in past. All flew by the…