I woke up tired and went to bed awake never got used to living with so much and so little at stake I think about the future I prefer the promise of tomorrow yesterday is not so forgiving I debate with my computer never got…

“Mr. Watson come here. I want to see you.” “Good morning operator. Please connect me with Mr. Watson.” I’m searching for Mr. Watson on my rotary phone. If only I had seventy five cents more they’d connect me with Mr. Watson. “Damn, I hit the…

The Necrotizing Narcissist Within its cage, my heart beats, as our victim’s breast reeks and splits, Without sympathy we view our living picture, and the wounds spread. My Dyer-Bolique smirks, lovely eyes awash with icy disdain, The protagonist, hero in his own mind, grimaces as…

Pandemic Exercise (Hour 6 Half Marathon 2021) By David Hirsh After sitting and zooming For several hours Several days in a row, My legs needed a good stretching I had been sitting too long And my pulse rate Needed a little boost Even though it…

Knees trembling Heavy breath Eyes staring As I make my way towards my future On the air, a hint of scented roses As I smile nervously at the crowd of onlookers staring As I pass All friends and family, gathered to witness The start of…

(for hour 6—from music prompt—for Onweald)   Bring Her Home (by the character Nigel Taiman)   Amid the dark of my bower When the dragon form has me However it’s possible I ache more for her return Some part of me Believes she can come…

Through the car window hazed with loss I cleared a spot to see you one more time. You got smaller as we drove away.

Digging weeds in my New Orleans garden deeply rooted interloper cones up with a tank dangling from roots a section of gold chain bracelet, necklace? three years after Hurricane Katrina newly purchased home I was a transplant having come to help with regional revovery It…

HipHop music carries folk tune and dance Has the same echo as Negro spirituals Bears the sin of crossroads blues Sweats and wails like Saturday night jazz Cries for truth like Sunday storefront gospel Begs sincere like soul with rock and roll abandon …And… Dresses…

the labryinth sends the invitation the pilgrim accepts first a circling of steps around the perimeter a sacred container of this traveled life then a bow at the entrance before the one woman parade to the center this peregrination requires a heartbeat for its stride…