A little guy with a big heart. Fourteen years and never apart. A koi, not a tuna nor a trout. He finally said, the pond, it’s time to get out. A long life but it could have been more. But that’s what happens when fish…
Category: Marathon Poem
Two Ears
Just be still and listen There is much said in silence Just be still and listen For silence is a piece of gold
Closing Time
It’s five o’clock. Closing time. Yes, I’m afraid so. Yes, we are open tomorrow from ten. Thank you. Good evening. Cl-lick. The lock settles into place in the door. Behind me, I hear the library rustle. Back to work. The audio books are first to…
Appreciating the Now
In winter I dream of frost On window panes Of sweaters and socks Mittens and knit hats I even; when it gets over 40 degrees Fantasize about snow Covering the streets In the winter I dream of swimming in the lakes Of the snow leaving…
Listen
“Just be still, and listen” You will hear the voice inside of you You will be led You will be fed You will never be in want, if you just listen
Hour 6: Fluffy clouds
“Fluffy clouds, In the sky, How many forms do you take? Oh, fluffy clouds, Every year you cry, Bringing us rain and water, Filling our rivers and lakes to the brim. Oh, fluffy clouds, Please don’t be angry with us, Your anger brings us…
HOUR 19 The Magic of Puree Pathology
The Magic of Puree Pathology Table set for two, romantic in candlelight, Subtly dimming your true intentions, Flickering souls tarnished by night, Dazed by your misdirection. Shock sets in, and passes over me, a whisper, Lovers speaking in hushed dusk tones, Serving my sibling, unwelcome…
An Abridged Post-Mutilation Testament (Hour 17)
“I am begging, Let me be lonely but not invisible.” – Natalie Diaz That heart is homegrown now. Those guiltless drives and gentle concerns are much stronger now. Only now, it has grown the tools to sieve you out, since you failed to extinguish…
Hour 18-Bed
Don’t be showing me some picture of a bed Already made, comfy Calling to me This time of night After this number of poems You should be ashamed of yourselves That’s like porn You are getting me thinking things I don’t want to think How…
Let Me
Let Me I am begging: Let me be lonely but not invisible Let me be single but not divisible your infinity palm let me hold your golden eyes let me behold dawn to dusk your charm spreads highs and lows your feet treads your words…