But When the Wind Blows to California*

by | Feb 9, 2017 | Poetry

                                      BUT WHEN THE WINDS BLOWS TO CALIFORNIA I am quickly aware of every breeze tho’ only strong enough to brush a tendril of hair. Turning...

GRIEF*

by | Feb 8, 2017 | Poetry

               GRIEF  Time should dull The sharp edges of grief And it does Most of the time. For days make their way Into weeks And weeks to months Until they find their way To years. But grief can still lurk In the...

A Place No One Remembers Now

by | May 15, 2005 | Poetry

 A Place No One Remembers Now Sometimes the moments return Drawn by word or thought or song Or even by a smell And today by a mote in a sunbeam Then memories flood Some grab the throat and then the heart As moments come alive Bringing a smile at times Squeezing...

A Penguin Looks At Fifty*

by | Jul 17, 1999 | Poetry

A Penguin Looks At Fifty I’ve heard it all my life “I can’t believe that happened Twenty years ago” Or thirty Or now, for heavens sake, Forty years ago “It seems like just yesterday.” Fifty years old. I say the words and know they...

7th Floor

by | Mar 9, 1989 | Poetry

7TH FLOOR Cancer ward Would never be used By anyone on this floor Archaic term for death In horrifying forms The 7th floor Looks like all the others Tastefully decorated in tranquil shades Of subdued colors And medicinal smells It looks like all the others But is not...