Unfiltered Pall Mall and a Can of Schlitz

by | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry

Unfiltered Pall Mall and a Can of Schlitz “Come on in” he said,“but pardon the smellof smoke and cigarettes.We try to air it out but the smellwon’t go away”.I told him it didn’t matterthat I was immuneafter a childhood and many...

I Lost the Damn Remote

by | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry

I Lost the Damn Remote Funnyhow easy it is to just sitand watch whatever comes on.You watch whatever happenswhen you lose the remote.Shows become betteror maybe it’s more likenot being worth the effortit takes to get up and change them.Just when you think it...

Another Dream

by | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry

                        Another Dream Another fall, another day of watching golden leaves and feeling cool breezes. Another day, in a far away place away from all the things once important. Another dream, or...

I Just Stood Outside the Door and Cried*

by | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry

I Just Stood Outside the Door and Cried* It has hard to say goodbye.Even when the end comes with such a warningand time to adjust,time to spend saying good-bye. When they had done all they couldshe wanted to just come home.She’d known long agohow small time had...

Eight Note Time Machine

by | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry

     Eight Note Time Machine Isn’t it stupid that it only took eight notes of a song long unheard to squeeze my chest as unseen hands tightened around my neck. Suddenly the world was a blur and my sight unclear. The damn words hadn’t even...

There Were No Survivors*

by | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry

                         There Were No Survivors I woke when you softly called my name.It wasn’t a matter of drifting from deep sleepthrough that nether state of almost asleep, almost awake.No, I...

I Sit Here Locked In Place

by | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry

   I SIT HERE LOCKED IN PLACE I sit here locked in place. With the years and memories flowing back and forth. Years and memories on a roller coaster racing back and forth. I sit here lost in place with flashes of bright moments of sad, of all the treasures...

Winds

by | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry

       Winds* Whispering winds,how I strain to hear.Are you carrying Truthand Wisdomof the past’s Golden Ages? If I listened with allmy devotionand promised not to tell,could you fill my mindwith dreams of kingsthat struggled and died? Do you...

I Hope That You Moved* (Strong language)

by | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry

   I Hope That You Moved What a fucked up morning.And that is a word I rarely useespecially in print like thisbut the morning isn’t bad;it isn’t terrible;it doesn’t just suck.No.  This one is fucked up. If you don’t like these wordsI’m sorry.But the...

If You Hear the Music

by | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry

If You Hear the Music She said I heard your music last night. I know  I said. It was one of those nights. Nights I don’t need. I kiddingly added Help me. If you hear music from my window and have time, stop by and listen. If I am drinking beer listening to...