Category Archives: Poetry

It’s tough to find a balance to rely upon, but never hard to see its beauty, so I’ll endeavor to identify the equilibrium of fun and duty. For then I’ll know how much to give to me, how much to … Continue reading →

Severe advanced disease. She heard the phrase with dumb surprise – she didn’t understand her case to be so bad. Just sixty days ago she learned the first of it: two grand she spent on scraping and it made her … Continue reading →

Before our telescopes were strong enough to see the shape of Pluto, minds inferred its path by how it jiggled other stuff, yet no one finds such subtlety absurd. And though our eyes can’t straightaway inspect encounters in the dark … Continue reading →

My son proposed a walk the other day, sufficiently important that he chose it over all his games. He knew the way without the map he made, for I suppose a place this special isn’t soon forgot. We took a … Continue reading →

Cheryl told an anecdote to me – reported an experience she had: After training someone’s employee and holding in her feelings, tight and mad, she shopped for food in her own neighborhood, and when she held out money to the … Continue reading →

I argued with my dad for anarchy; I told him total freedom is my cause and said if we were all we’re meant to be we wouldn’t need to fashion any laws. But he asserted lawmaking’s a clue we understand … Continue reading →

The Rasta man says I and I for we (who celebrates the sunset as he davens to the beat). He enterprises individually (ganja loving spirit sunning lion won’t eat meat). The Ethiopian colors crown his mane (against the black the … Continue reading →

The Jack’s a varlet also called a knave. The Queen’s iconic woman, as we know. The King’s a power card – the rule book gave him influence the chess board can’t bestow. The other cards don’t show us any face, … Continue reading →