Category Archives: Poetry

The middle of her lower back is sore from coughing hard or hoisting too much weight. Her belly’s full of gas – but that and more discomfort’s her dessert, the way she ate… She’s made herself a promise overdue, to … Continue reading →

He wears a coat and jacket, shirt and vest, but pulls the extras off to read and ride and nap commuting home. He starts his rest and I can see his head and eyelids slide – he’s sloping east while … Continue reading →

I’ll tell you one opinion, girls and boys, that I with time increasingly believe: the psyche broadcasting makes so much noise it overwhelms the power to receive. “I know, I know,” asserts the egotist, and thereby blocks the avenue to … Continue reading →

You cannot talk me out of how I feel but I might have a way to work on me: By counting boons or heeding the appeal of what will be my future history. Or maybe I just can’t sustain a … Continue reading →

How complicated is society, that over all its eons has evolved to felt a fabric of conformity compressed. It seems our politics dissolved the bright connections out of which we made a counterpane. It’s iron comedy, or comic irony. Our … Continue reading →

I’m out of step – I walk today in pain. My neck’s a starboard ache, but nothing much compared to what I carry to the train: a load of rage and rue too deep to touch. For I can rub … Continue reading →

The visions of this morning put to words, in vain attempt to memorize the scene, is all about the presence of the birds: a hummingbird that matches fuschia’s green and darting hovers dancing in the air, and then a fair … Continue reading →

I know my parents gave their chromosomes to generate the person I became. They set me up with nourishment, good homes, and gave me education and a name. They merged another several times of course, for I’ve had younger siblings … Continue reading →

An antsy liberal of 23 resolved that she’d continue growth and thought. She hunted what she called integrity and it appears she got more than she sought. Her husband claimed he had a different goal; “I like me now,” he … Continue reading →