Philip of Macedon: If I reach Lacedaemon, not one stone will I leave upon another.

The Spartans: If.

I love the smell of ****** in the morning.

Because of a promise to his mother,
Jorge Luis Borges recited
The Lord's Prayer every night of his life:

Even though I don't know
Whether there's anybody
At the other end of the line.

To an astronomer
Humanity is an insignificant speck
In a possibly infinite universe

To which Einstein: that speck is also the astronomer.

I'd like to be a good ancestor
O yonder future ones

If you remember me at all
Remember too my sons

We sense you on the foreign shore
But see you not: no none.

Frolic in ferocity
Futurity find fun!

beautiful brown her hair
green my viewing eyes

beware your long lost loves
different from other guys

letters for forgetters
unexpectedly surprise

honesty and sin
love does not disguise

if she remembers me at all
may it be as one who tries

Reading market in Philadelphia
   The City of Brotherly Love
Ahmish donuts, Rocky runs the park
     gratitude, gratitude, gratitude ...

              genuine gratitude
    for my childhood friend Mark.

There are so few people who know how to make art. - Julian Schnabel.

One less than he thinks. - Robert Hughes.

Said Anonymous.

I've got an avenging angel in me
Dangerous at times

Karma calls: Let it be!
Justice hides in rhymes

Please help. I need humility
Freedom comes in chimes

Protectors find their places
Silent as the mimes

               Vigilance!

White Nights
Florida memory flights
Baryshnikov and Hines delights

Long term view
       Patience
           Wait

Socrates on sleep
The Buddha awake
Jesus forsaked

Dreamed of Cicero
Why, I do not know
Post photos of Rome
Reno in the snow

Just a few days in Rome
Hidden in her home
Patientia
Stately pleasure dome

Stockholm by the Sea
Dublin: meant to be
London Christmas Eve
Taipei - xie xie ni

I'm a Travelin' Man
Do the best I can
Proceed without a plan
Please protect my 3

                   We. Oui. Tea.

The pundits they don't know
Neither do the preachers

Send in the musicians
They make better teachers

Travel on your own
See the foreign shore

Read of ancient things
Forgotten, curious lore

Today I will try to be
Better than before

A book beside my bed
The tv I ignore

            Tolkien!

37 again today
I know not if it means

J.R.R. Tolkien
Invented the word tweens

Chicago in my mind
I read Things Not Seen

My beloved oldest son
Cooking and 15

            Pythagoras!

...........Oxford twilight..........
          Dreaming spires
Gandalf the White still suspires.

poetry’s private world
is a scroll to be unfurled

the mystery within
the sacred and the sin

words and sounds are shared
experience is dared

my words in your one mind
united we try to find

our way through madness maze
may you too find better days

midnight soon rolls round
at times I’m lost, at times I’m found

now soft the gentle rain
London to Oxford on the train

                     Gandalf! Gandalf!
                       the glad refrain

Oxford twilight, dreaming spires
Ancient things, friends and fires
Gandalf the White still suspires

Oxford twilight, Dreaming spires
Ancient things, friends and fires
  Gandalf the White still suspires

to meet my demons
and get back my upper hand

I have to write my poems
and walk this woeful land

ain't no ******* pundits
can stand what I got planned

the dreams of youth
still speak truth
                     Tolkien with a tan.

Shamanism and psychosis
Often found together

History and mystery
Poe and no, nay, never

I'm tired and quite quiet
Grey day blues the weather

Puppy love, just puppy love
And her name was Heather

                    sadness

I'm ****** up, it's true.
But I'm tryin' to do
The best I can too.

         Me and you.

Shamanism and sickness
little wealth
   health!

Europe and Asia
      Istanbul
         Israel

Disturbed and Disturbing
               Patience
                   Slow.

The historical and the mythic
Weave and interact

Both stay in play
Back and forth and back

I've known apocalyptic
And the ordinary

I thank my friend Mark
I pray to mother Mary

And Mr. Chapin (Harry).

Am I afraid of extinction?
Yes indeed I am.
Silent is the Night
Please protect Cam Cam

I was in Helsinki once
Just an afternoon
Lutheran cathedral
Bryan Adams tune

I was in Toronto too
2 Blue Jays baseball games
Korean drummers in the park
In Boston William James

Para mi hermano
I plot and plan and place
Extrasolar water
Aliens in space!

           Hearts. Ace.

Poetry is fun
Play. Play with words.

I sent mine to Taipei
Did they understand?

UFO report
Wonder if she heard?

Tears falldown in pain
Hospitals, phone calls, and ...

Talents and Sins
Ends and Begins
Losses and Wins

        Twins

The amazing nature of Nature
      both beauty and fear
                      and ...


                  Mt. Rainier!

Discussing medieval women
Remembering the stake

Contemporary women
Make my heart break

God might be a Woman
Sure She your soul should shake

Went to Wetheral
Alas, no Lady of the Lake

Still fare thee well, ye ladies
I quest. I quicken. I quake.

and again the darkness coming
again i am alone

again the isolation
again the Twilight Zone

me in the Bangkok temple
the Pope on the phone in Rome

Trappist monks in Belgium
could Trappist 1 be home?

Taipei typhoons
Bangkok monsoons
Tokyo train soon ...


And the rain it raineth every day.

solo basketball, Carolina blue sky
                   sun, one, fun,
                     on my own
                     before I die.

America the Ignorant
Trumpists on the attack

Sky was twilight blue
Now it turns to black

Rush on the radio
Tucker on tv

******* in the Capitol
Threatening you and me

      and American democracy.

I'll die and be forgotten
Fade like the twilight sky
But before I go, Seattle snow
Something truly Thai

               Aye! Aye! Aye!

wish I didn’t feel the dread
   I’d know joy (like she said)
       troubled soul, tormented head
           ain’t gonna stop till I’m dead ...


and yet, and yet ...

           both hope and heart
                             with woe I wed.

There's no answer to the biggest questions
Just the end by dying

Truth is conversation
Stopping it is lying

So much time alone
Means I'm lonely sighing

In this land of moneymen
Busy selling and buying

Poetry and fatherhood
I lose (but I keep trying!)

There is so much attacking in democracy
Nothing gets taken seriously

I like music and good movies
But I wouldn't want to be a celebrity

Look around, Look around: what to see?
A frightful, decaying society

But the moon still glows for you and me
Maybe time for scones and breakfast tea

                        quietly.

Tea in Stanley Park
Tea in San Francisco
Tea in Savannah

              Scones.

Chicago is a War Zone
Florida is ******
Now he's after Mickey Mouse
Maybe even Donald Duck

I was in Toronto once
Honeymoon in Rome
Now I just lay in bed
Wind in the sandy loam

Astrobiology
Stars burn in the sky
Maybe City of Ember
Maybe Life of Pi

Mostly movies now
Into the Spiderverse
Don't listen to the doctors
Listen to the nurse

                Lina!

exoplanets on my mind
for lo! these last few years

I told her about my strange word find
and my very private fears

the stars I seek them every night
laughter leads to tears

darkness comes, darkness goes
sunlight as it clears ...

I'd like to bid farewell
To the mystic madness

Just live
My boring life

See my darling sons
If not my strifeful wife

Play football at the ocean
Leave the ******* sadness

Embrace the ordinary
Which has both good and badness

But then I watch Dark Knight
Sense the psychic terror

Worry that our life
Might be a cosmic error

Feel inclined to fight
Be some kind of protector

Start thinking once again
Of the Resurrector

No peace, No peace for me
Just struggling toward the Night

The Batman is quite troubled
But he knows our plight

And he has insight.

****!

the formation of legends
            the sound where the Edge ends
                              Silence and music ...

                       but who will use it?