Category Archives: Poetry

Kneek

I must have tweaked my left knee recently,for daily it protests a certain bend.As usual it’s port that bothers me –my starboard side has been my better friend.I notice symptoms of debility –a bode of failure or a warning trend?Recording, … Continue reading →

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Tulips

This crazy rainy season perseveres.It’s falling now, and forecast for next week.But every day the vernal sun appearsuprising earlier, its rays obliqueand strengthening at dawn and dusk, while spearsof daffodils and tulips shoot to seekthe light, their bells on stalks … Continue reading →

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She B Cray Z

My brother texted the elided phrase,responding to my latest pal report.My friend ignores the emails and delaysremittance so, the retailer’s resortis interrupting service. First no pays,then fighting prompts, is her outraged retort.She focuses complaints in one loud rant:demands they reconnect … Continue reading →

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More On Bin Morons

It didn’t work. No matter how we ask,the only one reliable is I.Relocating the bins is no big task –just once a week – but neighbors don’t comply.They fill the bins but seldom cart them out.“I’ll help if I’m around,” … Continue reading →

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Juju

She met the woman through the homeschool group,a refugee from Evangelicals.They soon became fast friends – among that troupe,they were the most responsive to the pullsof liberal originality.She recognized this comrade was extreme,her viewpoint black&white in tendency.But friendship bloomed in … Continue reading →

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Interlude

I plan to watch TV tonight, and rest.I’ve had sufficient company for days,and though no acts transpired that distressed,no words offended, there were no displaysof foolishness, maliciousness or messed-up observations spilled in gross arrays,my friends and family were gently boring.Now … Continue reading →

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Wisteria Envy

Perhaps the garden soil wants some food,or maybe west is not the way to face,or (likeliest) by too much shade I’m screwed,but my wisteria does not keep pacewith all the neighbor vines around my place.Where those abound with blooms, I’ve … Continue reading →

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Faucet

Supplies for plumbing made her father’s field.Her granddad and his brothers did it first.They bought the land their stores stood on, and sealedthe family in wealth as values burstfor Southern California coastal realestate. But when her faucet broke, her thirstfor … Continue reading →

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Spring Again

Attracted to the winter all my years(perhaps it was that January birth),when chill will stimulate, and dark appearsso often it gives firelight more worth,I can’t ignore the present buds and spearsof vernal growth – renewal on the eartharound. I watch … Continue reading →

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Listing

The vet about my old retriever said,“That nose will work as long as beats her heart.”I think of that, as I view tasks aheadof me, and make a list, and set apartmy leisure while they’re done. Until I’m deadI think … Continue reading →

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