I can set aside the religiosity
I live ordinary days

Taco trunk for lunch
Basketball I plays

Family separation
Memories of Xie Xies

Ichiro Suzuki
Long after Willie Mays

I'm a Bored Panda
I hope my music stays

           50 Ways.

Asia, Mother Asia
      Childhood
        Taiwan

Be honest, now I'm 51
Much of my life is over

Requested Finnegan's Wake
Not the Irish Rover

No, nay, never
Have I found a 4 leaf clover

But i do hope for luck
Satellite Beach, not Dover

Not to be born is best
Say those wise Greeks

But here I am
On my birthday

Young sons sung
Trappist 1
Midnight Sun

51

waiting for the morning light
         loved ones away
                someday!

Aging and more illness
Aging and separation

Time is loss and Loss is time
I sit in quiet stillness

Dublin was exciting
Stockholm pretty view

Bangkok was a-bustling
Taipei train was true

Now I'm in the U.S.A.
Freedom and ignorance

No one wants to know my tale
No one to convince

I drift towards my demise
I'll leave some heartfelt poems

If they ask: what was he like?
Then please these you can show 'em.

Sinful proclivities
At 51, I still got 'em

New Orleans festivities
Only once I sought 'em

I like Jimmy Buffett
Mother, Mother Ocean

Arriving too late
Yet distances devotion

Does she, Does she, Does she
Does she have any notion?

I'm not a saint
I might be a gift
I'm surely lonely and aging

The Brothers Karamazov
I slowly turn the paging

I like Turn the Page
Bob Seger he can sing!

Silver Bullet Band
Silver bullets bring

   That justice thing.

Ridiculous i know
Ridiculous it's true
Solo in the night
What else can i do?

i taught Robert Frost
i sang Xanadu
Visited Emily
Poe the students knew

I just like to play
My email is yahoo
Vertigo like Swift
Carolina blue

          52

It's cold outside at 5 a.m.
I walk to the little store

I still love to read Mr. Poe
Still know Nevermore

French cathedrals do impress
So too Siena's cathedral floor

Mas o menos, more or less
San Francisco from the shore!

No one important
Just as well
Tired. Lonely.
Witherell

San Francisco
Fog on the bridge
Diet Coke
In my fridge

Susan Meek
Gentle voice
Dublin nights
Jimmy Joyce

Santa Rosa
Youngest son
Baltimore
Day is Done

With authority, not as the scribes
But also with panic attacks
Deep blue dark blue sky
Twilight fade to black

Lee May, Eddie Murray
Inner Harbor, Baltimore
I was in Poland once
Warsaw Saw War

I like the Rabbi of Krakow
A good father and a dreamer
I like Dustin Hoffman
I am a hometown teamer

I read the Hardy Boys
52 and 33
I'm not quite a detective
But I'm workin' on a Mystery

               Wait and See ...

The morning is still early
Yet no dawning light

Made through another
Gathering American night

Hunan vegetable
The Buddha does delight

Will the deer appear?
Hidden, or out of sight?

5 years of madness
Now I take it slow

Nothing to accomplish
No hidden place to go

3 days in Vienna
Like a fairy tale in snow

But back to painful reality
Ay yay yay yay yo!

5:37
email to Mark

tomorrow my son
games in the park

Irish tombstones
still flies the Skylark

courage, O courage!
to enter the dark

                      Hark!

5:37
Gatitude for Jay

Gratitude in Chapel Hill
And in far Taipei

They would say thank you
I would say Xie Xie

Basketball at night
Jay and I will play

Maybe Sunday.

5:37
Quiet awake
Thinking of bipolar

Poe
Coleridge
William Blake
Jimi Hendrix, rock n' roller

I miss my mother
Miss Dublin too
Taipei with my sons in strollers

I'll die unknown
Sky still blue
Me, a bipolar roller

Up all night again
No joy in Mudville

But basketball tomorrow
Solitary until

I get a job again
But I have no more to teach

I touch the dock; I fight Doc Oc
I miss Kure beach

And my sons.
Each.

a little bipolar
a little narcissism
a little obsessive compulsive disorder

all helpful in my artistic life.

                   - Bruce Springsteen

5:37 p.m.
       mystic madness
                 tick tock time


                          Sadness

5:37 p.m.
Biden on tv

I worked with his son
When I was in the JVC

Seattle has the rain
It rains precipitously

Battle, O Seattle!
Set your sights now on DC.

5:39 and I'm awake
Still dark outside

I've been fighting, at times earthquake
No place to run and hide

Loneliness is an only thing
Roller coaster ride

Do you think she ever thinks of me?
Do our minds ever coincide?

                 Still missing her.
                  Can't be denied.

Bipolar
Gout
High cholesterol
Diabetes
Some tooth decay
Headaches
Some trouble sleeping
Generalized anxiety disorder

Semi fascist America
World gone wrong


Am I late along?

I miss my mom
It's been 22 years
Silence
Memories

         Please.

The world itself is a Madhouse
         Help me slowly go

no real hope. no real hope

               sleeping...

The little flower in Guernica
At times it's all we have
1937
Nazis on the rise

Basketball today
Panic in me now
Death and dread and darkening
Wishes for her thighs

I go down, but go down fighting
Train in the Night
2 green lights
Gandalf the Wise

        Black hair. Blue eyes.

53 and falling
This year 54
The age my mother died
Inner Harbor, Baltimore

I keep writing because I ...
And I also ...
2023
3034

Apophenia
In a world of chaos rolling
Sullivan's Island beach
She and I a-strolling

Women in the water
Women on the sand
Still prayers for her daughters
The future essentially unplanned

                   Astrobiology...

Aging is mostly loss upon loss
Until the grievous end
I play a little basketball
I remember female friends

Our life it's true is meaningless
And a kind of sacred fire
He can pay your mortgage
But I can take you higher

Jerusalem was brown
Tel Aviv was blue
Sweet William in Scarlet Town
Pondicherry Zoo

Will I get future readers
When my time is through?
3037
2022

                    Best to you,

                         TDW

53 and falling
Probably time to stop
Mr. David Markson
Inner city cops

53 and falling
Movies, records, books
Even the teacher has no idea
Just how mean she looks

53 and falling
Curious Trappist 1
Dream the Avatar
When the Day is Done

2023
Soon for 54
Yo soy un isolato
Maybe back to Baltimore

                 Or ...

A no win scenario
But Kirk does not believe
My Mr. Spock kite
Can it be retrieved?

My worst self and my best
They share a pad
Who pays the bills?
Who know the Irish lads?

In my solitude
Try to put it together
Baltimore in sunlight
Sacramento Heather

53 and falling
Many medicines
53 and falling
Some good thing before the end

     Perhaps. Three Taps. Pretend.

No one important
         It's ok
        xie xie

Still falling.
The American Abyss.
Sleep. Stay inside.
******* times like this.

Think of California
Fog on the bridge
Drive South from Seattle
Hummus in the fridge

Herman Melville's birthday
I've been to New York City
London in the winter
Where the women are so witty

Ireland was misty grey
Snow falls in Galway Bay
Write until I can't
Then nothing left to say

             No woman, No pray

No one important
         It's ok
        xie xie

I have almost no influence
              Diabetes
               Bipolar
                 Gout
        High cholesterol

               Late along?

I'm tired and I'm geeky
Even at 54
Charleston at night
Inner Harbor, Baltimore

Life is rain on pain
I find a closing door
1 foot on the ceiling
2 deer upon the floor


                 Or?

...........not much............
drifting toward death
           isolation

A Vietnamese priest
Said my mother's funeral Mass
Vegetarian Pho
Thus it comes to pass

I take refuge in Mother Mary
Buddha olive green
Flush. Embers. Nirvana.
Compassion. Things Not Seen

Life is isolation
People in the park
Light breaks through
So too does the dark

Northwest totem poles
Southeast Trail of Tears
All my hopelessness
All my psychofears

      Burning down the years

despite decades
    finish line
  don't give up

This day a little rest
Nowhere now to go
Quiet little room
52 and slow

I do love poetry
Dearest Emily so!
Oxford in the twilight
In Richmond: Mr. Poe

I was 17
Mrs. Dewey's class
Dylan Thomas first
Martin Sheen does last

I am afraid of death
But he did say: that Good Night
Hagia Sophia
Batman. Hong Kong flight.

    Seattle from the ferries
            What a sight!

I am troubled and I am scared
But I try to do my best

There are times I do think
I am being put to test

I like mathematics
Cliff Pickover is the best!

Peace in the early morning.
Quiet. A little rest.

                     Yes

Mental illness
And transience
The pain that living brings

Chaos
Violence
Lost wedding rings

Sleep
Solitude
At times ancient things

Chaos
Hopelessness
February flings

ordinary life, ordinary death
            flawed, troubled
             disappearances

54 and forming today
Year of rolling thunder
Year of patient waiting
Year of silent wonder

A little basketball
My father in L.A.
Jaws, Richard Dreyfuss
Maybe San Jose

At 4 I bore the ring
1973
Frodo, **** Yang Ming
Frodo, xie xie ni

               Let it be ...

So the question forming is:
How do I go down?
Don't like hospitals
When Love Comes To Town

Mind still on First Things
Lonely but ok
Oakland Catholic Worker
Daniel Berrigan. Dorothy Day.

Dr. William Thomas
Please intercede
Harrisonburg, Virginia
Jimmy Reed Indeed

One life, one life only
But our souls or spirits grow
Patientia
Slowly Overthrow

                          Lo!

rabbits and squirrels
         basketball
        womengirls

No one important
Drift toward death
        fatherhood

Didn't sleep too well
Cemetery Road
Mount St. Michel
Ghost of Old Tom Joad

Tired, weary waiting
Not much to do today
3 hours work
Basketball to play

Exoplanets spin
Extrasolar water
Never read Anais Nin
Don't know what he taught her

Merciful within
Compassion for myself
If Trump or Desantis win
Then Legolas the Elf

                  Guelph

5:55
Am I happy to be alive?

I miss my 3 young sons
I miss having fun

I wait for a little money
So serious; rarely funny

The quiet and the rain
My bipolar brain

Hospitals no more
Near the boys, por favor

          por favor, Senyor