Category Archives: Poetry

By flinging pennies onto wet concrete, I chanced to make a pavement excellent for city walking, bright beneath the feet, indented where they skidded. All I meant was lighter pockets – useless pennies thrown aside – but what I got … Continue reading →

Arranging for the painting of my place the week that I’d be out of town, I tossed the job to one I trust, without a trace of doubt he’d do it well and at fair cost. Then I flew off … Continue reading →

The world today is cold and I am warm. It’s not appropriate to vent my rage. All long for spring – alone I covet storm. I force myself to face this empty page. The rags of fog we saw among … Continue reading →

The Internet’s delaying me today. The information highway has a jam. The bank denied, the airline blocked the way to mileage plus, the email’s mostly spam, and slow is navigation. I reboot and fidget while the server steps to screen, … Continue reading →

I wasn’t very civil yesterday. I rose after a night of broken rest and everything I noticed had a way of generating discontent in breast and snap complaint or argument in head. I stretched my neck, addressed my hemorrhoid itch, … Continue reading →

A week from Friday, when the world may end, believers will abase their souls in fear, and I’ll be having dinner with a friend, discussing how my daughter’s acting queer. We’ll drink our wine and sample Southern food, observing both … Continue reading →

I guess I lost an earring yesterday, a favorite pretty valuable to me. And I have been so frantic – that’s my way – I’ve singed my pants and comforter. You see, I’m lately far too busy to be smart, … Continue reading →