Is it only the poets
who truly know it
The meaning of their ambiguous poems?
Can no one know
which way the words blow
in the storm ‘neath where
they drag their combs?
May 26
May 26, 2026 at 10:04 AM UTC
Home is where the hate is
for many an innocent man
Sadly, many remain where they are
To, at least, know where they stand
May 23
May 23, 2026 at 2:07 PM UTC
The whole time I’m awake
I feel I could sleep
but when I lie down
I become wide awake
Alas the dry heaves of sleep
May 23
May 23, 2026 at 7:33 AM UTC
Each and every human being
is a uniquely painful expression of living on this earth.
The pain shapes us like a lathe.
It’s a big part of why no two people are alike. Each person’s suffering is truly his own.
May 20
May 20, 2026 at 7:36 AM UTC
Circumstances not of our making prevail upon us and
presume to be our teachers
dispensing lessons that we did not ask for
And so, we become angry
May 6
May 6, 2026 at 8:32 AM UTC
Funny how some would rather shoehorn faith into religion
than reason with philosophy
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 4:16 PM UTC
Is there anything like
a nice cool breeze
in the sunshine of Spring
on days like these?
Fluffy white clouds
in a crispy blue sky
soaking up moisture
‘til they’re ready to cry
Flowers around mailboxes
for miles and miles
Dead leaves and branches
stacked up in piles
The greens have returned
to Winter’s bare trees
in the sunshine of Spring
on days like these
Apr 26
Apr 26, 2026 at 7:53 AM UTC
The hardened heart
that dares not feel
acts as if turned to stone
It can’t get close
to what it fears most
So, it finds itself alone
Apr 18
Apr 18, 2026 at 9:03 AM UTC
All the what ifs
and all that what was
depends on the moment
of what one does
Apr 14
Apr 14, 2026 at 8:33 PM UTC
Does anyone feel
there are parts of themselves
that are both appearing and hiding?
From a house on a hill
in a room locked away
hands poking through holes
in the siding
Apr 11
Apr 11, 2026 at 7:20 AM UTC