today is not the day
he is a big boy
the half moon
deep within the flavor
the poppies are now
you can learn a lot
if you stopped to think about it
this morning there is no wind
years ago
i like notebooks
mid august
my thoughts are a pack
when you live with cancer
memories of pain
the gods in the mind virus lab
holes
bigfoot is hanging around
speed talking
twin tiny spotted fawns
i awake as the eastern sky
i am walking across a vast plain
i am lost in the canyon lands
last night
we are riven
wabi sabi
seek not the holy grail
this morning there were four poppies
my compass swings
the constant high frequency noise
today is still
the only sound
the rock and the roll
tomorrow never comes
we live in a house
i watch you
where are you now Dr. Gonzo
i can see the edge of it now
i used to think there are two of me
alcoholism is a disease
a rainy day in Spain
it is this fountain pen
i am the beauty and the beast
we gather around our fires
winter is slow to release her hold
the doorman stands
don’t do that
requerdos
soon there will be robins
life has a new tone
i speak with people
i closed my eyes
of all the earth’s creatures
off our port beam
i dreamed an old friend
they have stolen a kill
two paper plate angels
i cannot do the manly things now
my favorite knives have pen blades
saint francis wears a snow cap
the cold winter rains came
i have coffee at my elbow
belle the cat
gods change
understanding someone
“science,” he said
if i could time travel
it is here
while everyone sleeps
drinking strong morning coffee
my new cancer pills
my hair is returning
last year’s lambs ears
in the morning sun
in the falling snow
someone shoveled
the puddles are small
i didn’t know
fog
all paths lead nowhere
on the wall hang many things
another strange and twisted city
leaning hard
we would drop acid
grandfather was building a boat
the monster came at night
fatigue wraps me in a pall
it is somehow another day
how many death bed confessions
it is somehow another day
having brushed handfuls
i sit in my chair
one hot summer day
moving water
country, memories, poetry, snow
in the falling snow
age is a blessing
death, family, free verse, love, poetry
granddaughter yet to be
the chemo café
Blood Bait
courage, disability, life, memories, poetry
we the fortunate few
nine deer grazing
death, free verse, life, poetry
buddhism
bare trees
family, free verse, love, poetry, writing
early mornings
family, free verse, life, poetry
i know about things
sometimes spanish
death, free verse, life, poetry
life is a book
free verse, poetry, snow, writing
the early morning sun
disability, life, poetry, snow, writing
pain is my teacher
free verse, memories, poetry, writing
a Duncan yo-yo
the heater hums warm air
my new coffee dripper
poetry, sea, seasons, ships, snow, writing
bare limbs
i have a fine japanese ink pen
the ghost light of dawn
drawers full of junk
Navy, poetry, submarine, war, writing
dropping through the aft hatch
memories, poet, poetry, Spain, writing
Spain nags at me
ants are little bio bots
courage, death, life, poetry, writing
death spoke to her
free verse, life, poetry, writing
we have created life
free verse, memories, micropoetry, poetry, Spain, writing
early one morning in Madrid
free verse, poetry, reason, Religion, writing
we have a statue of St Francis
family, free verse, love, poetry, writing
in the small hours of the morning
cancer, courage, life, poetry, writing
a young man is still alive
courage, family, memories, micropoetry, poetry, writing
my father was a fighter
free verse, life, memories, poetry, short story
i hung suspended
cancer, free verse, life, micropoetry, poetry, writing
we are clever, precious
courage, disability, memories, poetry, short story, war
we were working hard to put in the show
disability, free verse, poetry, snow, writing
last night the wind
courage, free verse, life, love, poetry, writing
a wise man said
free verse, poetry, seasons, snow, writing
the new snow shines brightly
free verse, god, Jesus, philosophy, poetry, Religion, writing
did you hear about this leather worker?
country, free verse, poetry, seasons, writing
the difference
free verse, micropoetry, poetry, reason, writing
violence thrives
country, free verse, memories, poetry, seasons, short story, writing
i dropped acid
courage, free verse, life, poetry, sea, ships, writing
we are ships
family, memories, poetry, writing
i have a new knife
cancer, disability, free verse, poetry, writing
morning yoda
country, family, memories, poetry, writing
it was guilt
courage, life, memories, poetry, writing
it was a refuge of sorts
family, memories, poet, poetry, short story, writing
grandfather got the 12 gauge
family, free verse, memories, poet, poetry, writing
the women were in the kitchen
family, free verse, memories, poetry, short story, writing
the ice man jumped off
courage, family, free verse, memories, poetry, sea, writing
the gulf’s water
cancer, disability, free verse, poetry
wheelchairs
free verse, micropoetry, poetry, reason
what is the meaning of meaning?
free verse, micropoetry, poetry, reason, Religion
jesus died all right
family, free verse, memories, poetry, short story, writing
the cellar was a friendly place
free verse, humanity, poet, poetry, writing
