if every sentence ends in
you don't listen or
I am ******
when does the heart harden
and it no longer matters
when a tree falls
and no one hears
did it still die
Nov 25, 2016
Nov 25, 2016 at 3:18 PM UTC
In the sullen light of an inauspicious day,
I wake knowing the same story will be told
once more just as it was told yesterday.
Waking to dress, eat, and work,
strong women raising children without
fathers who think it enough to visit
while kitchens are empty of the warmth of old stories
stories of how love survived various hardships
stories conveyed by a glance and smile;
love is found in the curl of the hair on his chest
twirled between her fingers
the warmth of his legs against the cold of her toes
the matching of the rhythm of breath
at the end of another
inauspicious day.
Nov 20, 2016
Nov 20, 2016 at 7:54 PM UTC
Between
Cars, trucks, buses,
semi’s, RV’s, diesels,
motorcycles, economy cars,
jeeps, humvees, motor homes,
lays a
long yellow line:
an unending parade
of sound and fury.
The wind
In between
Blowing wild and loud
putting out careless embers
thrown thoughtlessly by drivers
of the never-ending machines
each one bringing me closer or farther
from home
which is empty without you
Nov 17, 2016
Nov 17, 2016 at 1:49 PM UTC
Between
Cars, trucks, buses,
semi’s, RV’s, diesels,
motorcycles, economy cars,
jeeps, humvees, motor homes,
lays a
long yellow line:
an unending parade
of sound and fury.
Aug 8, 2016
Aug 8, 2016 at 5:54 PM UTC
Your off
To deliver babies
in some old Spanish colony
to care for the poor in some other land
because the poor here at home
asked for it
should just go and get a job
are lazy
just want a free hand out
after all in america
hard work always pays off
with a house, picket fence,
and chicken in every ***
Jun 2, 2016
Jun 2, 2016 at 8:50 AM UTC
a soda bomb
on my laptop
an electric surge
a interior fire
all my words
all my contacts
On internet sites
Without landlines
Without roots
Tethered to a cloud
Between the atoms
Which form such things
As paper and pen
Will my children find my footprints
In cyberspace.
Jun 2, 2016
Jun 2, 2016 at 8:41 AM UTC
Again today
People lined up
Not looking
Not seeing
Faces blank
Mouths shut
A million thoughts
unspoken
a million lives lives
behind the mask
May 12, 2016
May 12, 2016 at 9:24 AM UTC
A fifteen foot wall of water
Shattering, crushing, erasing
Everything in its path
227,000 souls gone
The earth quaked
And the water moved
Are the Gods angry still?
May 12, 2016
May 12, 2016 at 6:52 AM UTC
Peace within
A quiet place to live
Far from the maddening
Crowd of people
And their stories
May 12, 2016
May 12, 2016 at 6:43 AM UTC
It was only a party
While she studies for exams
It was only a party
With five of his favorite friends
It was only a party
But she asked him to leave
It was only a party
But she did not understand
She must be such a …
It was only a party
May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 10:08 PM UTC