Sluggish Sleep (2022 Poem 14)

As I sleep on rocks, warm and smooth Curled up snugly in the night People sing and dance, far away Lights from the house light the yard Happy congo line emerges Through light and shadows I look up as I wake, too slow Feet descend…

Nest Hair

Brushing my hair at five was no easy task Dads arms were as soft as non laboring hands pulling and twisting my head and neck to stay straight A straight part meant everything It’s too soft to stay styled so we gotta do this spook…

Hour 14

Chicken Crispy, seasoned, Smelling, biting, chewing, Baking, frying, boiling, grilling, Yummy!

Someday

We’d be far out of here into a better life. Just picture it. A sturdy veranda perfect for late-night singalongs. Waking up & smelling the roses through the pine-sol scented air. A fenced-in backyard perfect for the tykes.   Between those tv dinners & some…

HOUR FOURTEEN ~ Who Knows What’s Good Or Bad?

WHO KNOWS WHAT’S GOOD OR BAD?   a farmer takes his horse to the county fair. the horse wins first place. his neighbor comes to congratulate him, but the farmer only shrugs and says, “Who knows what’s good or bad?”   that night the prize-winning…

Change It Up

I might have to rearrange, I said to my sister. You know, just a little change. She looked at me like Oh mister! I’ve seen that look before and she said, you changed it last week and moved that chair and now the bookcase is…

Saltines

Saltines! The only crackers ever anywhere in the 1960s, when women wore skirts and children didn’t matter. Well, at least I didn’t matter – or so I was told. (ouch!) Saltines with squares of American cheese! And then came Velveeta… that liquid gold when mixed…

This 14th Hour

The hour has now come where the unprepared will falter but those with foresight will be rewarded Look to your neighbor to see if they will fail or if they will stand tall Do not dwell on the tribulations you overcame and only focus on…

Idun and Bragi, Hour Fourteen

Idun and Bragi In the Old Norse mythology of my ancestors, Idun holds as high a place of importance as any, though few people now know why. She both owned and dispensed the fruits that imparted immortality to the gods of Asgard. Without Idun, the…

La Llorona – the Lady of the Swamp

All night long in lamentations she walks the murky water’s edge it seems she’s lost her precious babies, she desperately reaches down to dredge the cold and black abysmal waters of the swamp that took their lives she wails and howls for all to hear…