on the 4th of July after the parade all of the children gathered in the field on the north side of the fairgrounds together this ground was safe, for children to run and reach and scramble chosen for its safety surrounded by a fence keeping…

Why there’s no room to dream on And no time for wishful thinking Why there’s not a chance for life ever after And no glimpse into the future Rare will be a breath of cold wind There will never be another peek at a happy…

mediocrity describes something almost good at least it happened

My country tis of thee, you birds of a feather that flock together leaving our poor in need.     The sin becomes sacred: in God’s name we bleed, but we need religion to make us better as our leaders are born baptized in greed….

Terror in America – 9/11 Time exploded, yet again In the face of hapless humankind Desecrating the edifice of democracy Another country, another place They cry “blood – another world!” Is it love, a bomb, a knife… Is this war? The spirit of Nostradamus runs…

After breakfast filling the cart with goodies, books, crayons, water, and anything else that seem really important to take I would walk off turning around the first barn then the next into the big garden at the back of the house, there now I can…

A school trip becomes an escape to get lost in my favorite place Crispy leaves crunching under foot Birds fly over head that like to avoid the city The chill in the air is perfect for the apple picking season The scent of the cider…

Just a car Driving time A gravel road Our favourite song   Deep hearts talk Listen and feel A star lit sky Swaying fields   Connection of love Imprinting a moment Inhale the memory Hold on still

Your suffering for naught As it is taken up and brandished As a unique identity, As a distinguished honour. Glamorized anguish, Narcissism posturing as tragedy. Debilitating sadness is only beautiful To those for whom it is foreign.

Stanza poem 4 A day: A day Simple and similar Until my heart broke A day Turned sad My heart took A day That never changed It was the same A day I wanted to die I cried & cried A day I don’t want…