Silent Letters

Silent Letters

A short diatribe against the English language.

Living out of a Van

Living out of a Van

Inspired by a van that is parked in a parking lot I have seen in different sections of my state and it intrigued me to write this poem.

Permission, slip

Permission, slip

Leaving for winter break in Florida and seeing the environment there – though beautiful – was facing the same environmental devastation.

everything closes in

everything closes in

Examining the proliferation of information that separates us from the fundamentals of the time and space we occupy.

Wallflowers Get Together

Wallflowers Get Together

The other guy had more tanks, more rifles.
And every flex of his muscle, cock of his head

Mongolian Ear Worm

Mongolian Ear Worm

This is about a girl you can’t get out of your head. Captivated by her beauty and intrigue, you slowly lose your mind obsessing over her.

Love Isn’t And Is

Love Isn’t And Is

A high fever in bed,
love goes a little bit mad.

The pen and the brush are all I have

The pen and the brush are all I have

An exploration of the artist’s dilemma – the guilt and necessity of creating beauty amidst unimaginable global suffering and strife.

Start Stop (There Once Were No Flowers)

Start Stop (There Once Were No Flowers)

A reflection on the need for understanding, mercy and discovery in all things involving other people. There is no final, or last, Stop.

Buried Prehistory

Buried Prehistory

I found a dinosaur buried under a boulder in the hills near the Ohio River. I wondered what he saw from his trapped perch.

Enforcerage

Enforcerage

Enforcerage is a poignant and evocative exploration of the struggle for justice and freedom across Africa.

Burning Books

Burning Books

“Burning Books” reflects on the rise of anti-democratic influence and the impact of disinformation on social media.

Full of Woe

Full of Woe

A short comparison of Then to Now.

Regarding Eros

Regarding Eros

The true nature of Eros.

Comforting Wounds

Comforting Wounds

People grieve with us for a time, but healing alone is ours.

Tic toc

Tic toc

Time, relentless and hard
Sweeps me swiftly forward

Transcendence

Transcendence

Transcendence
is eating a peach