The poem is a pied piper for the rats in my mind.
distance and divide
Tag: poem
Many vs Few
For Helen Hengxiang Liao
Hug me in my dream
In my memory,
Your lips mother never touched my dimpled face
Time
A meditation
The Voice of Truth
About Shireen Abu Aqla the Palestinian reporter.
Strife is a songbird
A dystopian state of mind, in which the US, amidst a current divide in political and cultural values, throws itself into another civil war.
Ceremonies of Innocence
A wistful nostalgic sonnet.
A Poet Is Born
A very short poem hinting at the mystery of creating.
Certain Things
Wilted spaces of my memories, which remained fettered, and then just one day, those memories began to screech through my temples.
The Fourth One
The first one said, “You should agree, bro. We need one more man in the crew, to finish the project tomorrow.”
The Others
How we face challenges in life but come through to the other side, yet there are others just like us who weren’t so lucky.
I, THE KING.
His broken hands reaching towards coins that rattle weakly inside the plastic change jar he keeps in the center console.
Lion tamer
Great Lionel was a lion tamer, bold and true star of circus, daredevil of sawdust ring Bravery second to none, hero renowned.
Poets Die (V2)
Why do poets die; linger in youth addicted to death.
The New Highway Bypasses Centerville
Small towns lose contact with the highway.
Memories
A poem about the things we remember and those we forget.