She lay on her back Her jacket was too big   Fresh dying leaves on top Rotten dying leaves on bottom   The coming frost bit the end of her nose Her hair tickled her neck The zipper grazed her ear lobe   The branches…

void BANG light all here all light now touches you yet past a certain point we can no longer see

Yes, she says When I saw her across the room Yes, she says As we met where the flowers bloom Yes, she says When I put the rose in her hair Yes, she says As I touched her with tender care Yes, she says When…

Woodpeckers, Jays, squawky Grackles emptying feeders The Crows wait on the ground for theirs Never a cute little Bluebird, a Yellow Finch Always the loud insistent sloppy eaters   Bags of seed and slabs of suet disappear daily Trips to the hardware store a weekly…

Dear Berthe, I wish you could have seen the new show. Yours!  The first of note since the 1940s.  At least four long rooms – a connected suite.  One side of a vast floor of the Musée d’Orsay. You know, the railway station turned into…

Hour 4 – Bop poem For Love’s sake   this echoing heart reaches into spaces where pain layers over so many pieces like fine dust in china cabinets we thought would protect our treasures from wear, weather, and weak fingers prone to drop the most…

clink, clink, psssft… sploosh, fizzzzzzz… sip..sip…gulp… ahhhh… refreshment…

I lay my head back on the chair close my eyes as the soft, warm breeze floats past the bright sun warms my face as i drift along the breeze in my head  

Hej Farmor I miss you Though I barely knew you We barely spoke Because of the language barrier But I knew you loved me And I loved you. I want you to know That I can speak Swedish now Nine-years too late perhaps But you’re…

Greetings, gentlemen You’re probably wondering why I’ve called you all together Yeah, I went for the cliché but would any of you expect any less? Even a cheap laugh is better than lesser alternatives One of those concepts none you never taught but I did…