kinda California
San Francisco in the mist
kinda California
******* times like this

Lake Tahoe snow
my hand upon her wrist
Donald Trump is fascism
with an American twist

                Resist!

Tacos for my lunch
Still cold and snow outside
When I was in Ireland
Quaint was Malahide

Mr. David Markson
Alone in New York City
Me a week in Rome
The Roman women are so pretty

Susan Darlene Meek
Dark hair, blue eyes
Fr. Greeley told the truth
George W. Lies

                       Lies.

small victories
  old friends
       thanks

I like the Daoist Hermits
Silent is the Way
When my loved ones suffer
For protection I do pray

A couple months in Ireland
Catholic Worker. Dorothy Day.
Poetry to write
Basketball to play

                   xie xie

Trumpfucks on the rise
Ignorant USA
Smoke in the skies
Dawn goes down to day

All the Trumpfuck lies
Can't find words to pray
Cut you down to size
No nay never nay

I'm not a saint
Troubling proclivities
More doubt than faith
Solitude

Woke up in Charlotte
Began to write
Gatsby's green light
Susan ****

Time tick tocks
My Irish socks
Korean hot ***
Good Thai food

Fade away
Still xie xie
Goodbye, USA
Interlude

24 hours in Seoul
Korean hot *** back at home
Christmas Eve in London
Honeymoon in Rome

I drift toward the end
Looking for some good thing
Lost my wedding ring
Om mane padme Om

Probably I won't be remembered
This used to scare me
Maybe still does
Courage.

Women are more interesting
Susan is a wonder
In Reno rolling thunder
In Japan bullet trains

55 and falling
Diabetes, gout, bipolar
Thank you, Life, for my dad
The USA in trouble

Quiet university library
A gazillion exoplanets
To boldly, boldly go
Star Trek forever

               (Sacramento Heather)

Yo soy un isolato
But I try to reach out
Japan was amazing
Kyoto train station

Trappist 1 exoplanets
Aliens above?
Somebody to love
Walking meditation

           trepidation

So I traveled a little bit
Asia, Europe, Israel
I like seeing new places
Escape the USA

My friend Bob
Says he's gonna visit soon
When the weather is better
We plan the Revolution

San Francisco Zen Center
Just for one hour
Silent meditation
Just sitting

Boredinary, Maryland
Sleeping late, quiet
Miss you decades later
Hope for the Flowers

All these poems
My mind in turmoil
Yearning
Seeking rest

Snow today
My feet are cold
Loneliness
Qualyxian Quest

        do my best

There's no immortality
We really have to die
Unfortunate but true
Lai la Lai! Lai la Lai!

Some good thing to do
Before I too am gone
3 dear deer
1 dear fawn

               Sleeping

Book of Kells
  Witherells
    Dublin!

So I majored in philosophy
Was that a big mistake?
Sweet Sir Galahad
Lady of the Lake

Grateful for small victories
Please do not forsake
Quietly, with patience
Every cake you bake

                  Amen.

Got on my Celtic socks
I could use a little luck
Brigid, dearest Brigid
I rode the Dublin bus

When my dad dies
What will become of us?

Had to start my car
All this ice and snow
Once I did live
And I love her so

All my love in vain
I wander to and fro
Salamanca, Spain
Yoko yo yo yo yo!

Leonard Cohen in London
Mural in Montreal
Cambrian Explosion
River Eden, Wetheral

A couple months in Ireland
All that rainy mist
Ignore the Inauguration
******* times like this

        Ignorance ain't Bliss

Sacramento, California
Lovely Ms. Kathryn Orr
Grey day rain
Inner Harbor, Baltimore

All the world's a stage
Gamblers, madmen, ******
Time to turn the page
Tales of forgotten lore

                 Or?

Patience. Suffering. Solitude.

Wendy. Susan. Cate.
  Destiny not Fate
            8088

Chungnan Mountains
          Emptiness
              xie xie

New York City. Mexico. Rome.

Noted Soren Kierkegaard

A few days, slowly
A little rock n' roll
Darkness on the Edge of Town
Midnight's broken toll

Just to do my best
Poems in the night
Then to take my rest
Sor Juana's mystic flight
    
                    Alright!

small victories
weak resistance
         steps

American politics is hideous
It's an unkind, arrogant country
Call me Ishmael
But I've never been to Spain

Bridges
Ferry boats
Buddhamind
Bullet trains

Said me.

Said Albert Camus

I can't get hold of life
Always slips away
So often uneasy
Dawn goes down to day

Poetry to write
Basketball to play
Silent in the Night
Silence is the Way

        my my hey hey

The professors are deluded
All they do is profess
Time tick tocks
I'm unsatisfied I guess

Tacos for lunch today
Politics can wait
Hidden destiny
Time to outwait Fate

                 right, mate?

The Pope calls Trump a disgrace
The Pope speaks the truth
La Florida, the Land of Flowers
My long lost youth

Sunlit Italy
The wind, the wine, the water
Lovely Susan Meek
Her doubtless lovely daughters

                         Ole!

Reaching out
  Struggling
The Shadow

I miss you in the morning
Wonder what might have been
55 and falling
Barely even a friend

Reclining on my sofa
Drifting towards the end
My final breath

                   And then?

I suppose I yearn for transcendence
But what I get is daily life
Boredinary blues
The struggle and the strife

Called my dad tonight
Thank you for the money
Ben Shapiro is a racist
Steve Martin is funny

Called my son also
Just trying to touch base
Mystics in the mountains
Aliens in space?

                   Chase.

When I traveled in Taiwan
I often took the train
I remember the typhoons
Relentless was the rain

Passed and prayed a Dragon temple
Daily on my way to school
The students most respectful
My sons a-swimming in the pool

Taiwan an island in the ocean
Some say the South China Sea
The Buddha and Confucius protect the people
Asian islands inside me

The ridiculous and the sublime
Bangkok. Buddhamind.
I'm tired. I'm lonely. I'm ....

                     Forward!

I like Rick Steves
European travelin' man
I've been to Paris
And I've been to Japan

American red states:
Dumbfuckistan.
Ozymandias
All that shifting sand ...

Camus said he had no hope
Luther said he had no Pope
I sleep late and long
Protection for my boys

Bullet trains in the night
San Francisco's leading light
I just sit in silence
Can you hear the noise?


                  Music!

I write a few poems
Dream of destiny
Tryin' to make sense
Tryin' to break free

Long ago Toledo, Ohio
3333
Irish eyes are smiling
In Dublin meant to be

                   Si.

I'd like to be a shaman
But I don't go into trance
2 years in Taipei
Honeymoon in France

Encounters with Chinese Hermits
Travel with Red Pine
55 and falling
Hope you treat me kind

                          Ole!

I like the little poems
Walk the little way
Wake up in the morning
Snow comes down all day

Kamakura Buddha
No nay never nay
Silent meditation
Black and white and grey

                  say hey!

Danger all around
Things won't work out right
Whisper in your ear:
Courage in the fright

Vegetarian burritos
Sor Juana's mystic flight
University of Toledo
Gatsby's green light

                   La Florida!

Talk to my son
He's ok another day
Gratitude for ordinary
Ordinary way

Keep him right on track
Basketball to play
Talking. Walking. Driving.
Dailiness xie xie

I was once in Austin
Northbound 35
San Antonio Riverwalk
Happy to be alive

I am still bipolar
Disability
Going slowly forward
Please, Life, protect my 3

                 xie xie ni

one night of calm
        gratitude
       endurance

No one important
     fatherhood
          poetry
          xie xie

I'm afraid of dying
I drift toward the end
Silent in the Night
Silence be my friend

              Pretend