Category: Poetry

  • Every Step of the Way

    Life is a drama every step of the way! Intensely fought battles for                                                                    roles, ideals, conceptions, perceptions Aberrations and            […]

  • The Web of Time

    We are a travelers moving along a web of time within a mist we call life. We see with light given from somewhere, outside, within, in-between, seldom seen at best, reflected. We make decisions; where to go, how to get there, what to think and feel; assuming truths, affirming movement we’re not sure of, through space most […]

  • What’s In A

    What’s In A? Spent the day just giving  giving giving money money money  Getting food food and coffee.   Part of the day I spent  spending, speaking speeding soaking  walking wet in the rain  past  endles endless rows of things.    Things and things and things with  different names  every name a different thing every  […]

  • They’ve Stolen My Serenity!

    I told you yesterday that spring had sprung and i knew because i saw a fly and a bull ant on the floor by the fireplace, a tickling on my arm as i wrote this piece not fifteen minutes ago a tiny spider had invaded my space! There are gnats and mosquitos and other tiny things […]

  • Rooster Speaks/Sun Fan

    Rooster Speaks   Ashes pure as light cast off                                                                                               […]

  • Recycled Pap

    It seems I’m more creative in  many but not ALL ways … Or always..  But at times more than ever  maybe because i have  more to draw from or  it’s natures way of giving a little  ‘kick back’ for all the shit ..  whoops … sorry … whatever life is whether it’s  made up or […]

  • Fragments Of A Dream Long Forgotten Revisited

    Fragments Of A Dream Long Forgotten  An old man remembers a dream he had as a boy. One day he thought back through time and  A dream about a fine and beautiful place. fragments of a beautiful stained glass  Upon contemplating the memory, the man realizes, window of untold beauty began to that for fifty […]

  • Ghost Trees Wailing At the Wind

      A picture couldn’t do justice to Arctic wind’s ferocity blowing across the great lake thirty or forty m.p.h. white caps rushing toward shore water, trees, sand and leaves … combined Shhsssshing relentlessly, my hoody inflated into a reverse parachute pushing my head and body backward. Dots of rain prick my face the occasional snow […]

  • Nature’s Life

    She looked with cold indifference  at His efforts to teach us  the connection between our lives and nature. Bridge parties, the daily routines of life and of course  her afternoon naps, were the essential components of Her life. He gave us the freedom to explore the sandy beaches,  the dunes, trout streams and  The Great Lake […]

  • They Call It Turtle Cove

    ..  They Call It Turtle Cove .. What I’ve been doing? I’ve been working on my dock  terracing slopeland for boxed steps made from two by fours carved and set into canal soil with aloe plants showcased ’round  boxed, steps, leading down to  shoreline dock I built  at water’s edge where looking into  canal water   through water’s window […]

  • Life

    Life is drama  every step of the way! Intensely fought battles for roles, ideals, ideas, conceptions. Aberrations!! It comes with sin and love with  neglect and abuse, hard fought wars to conquer baser instincts from the onslaughts of those with different roles, ideals or whatever forces there are inside that make us all the same.

  • Hideous Nature, Life

    Hideous nature, life … Ghastly in its death bed/its beseiging compass run its course. Bewildering with its struggles/ writhing in its pain/ desire seeking fire/rifting terrorism’s claim. Severed thinking/ thoughts of creepy crawlies/ struggling through night against all reasoning. There’ll be no full moon tonight to guide the single masted ship sailing saw tooth tiger’s […]

  • Even the Crazies

    Even the Crazies

      I’ve been to the monument  I’ve seen the inland sea ..   I’ve walked between the rising sun   among the trees  of blackest night beneath the moon and  star filled sky  and midnight sun’s  reflection.    I’ve heard the diesel’s mournful wail  along the rails of time  the trail of tears I walk alone […]

  • Two’fer

    Two’fer

    Two F’er – Two – I was flying sideways in my car along streets full of passers by looking for tomorrow and a day that will never come. Past fields of wheat and flax I drove past lines and furrows along roads well traveled where spiral masses lie in wait for early spring past the mystery […]

  • Ultimate Rot

    Ultimate Rot

    A picture couldn’t do justice to   Arctic wind’s ferocity  blowing across the  great lake thirty or forty m.p.h.  white caps rushing toward shore  water, trees, sand and leaves …  combined  Shhsssshing relentlessly, my hoody inflated into  a reverse parachute  pushing my head and  body backward. Dots of rain prick my face  the occasional  snow […]

  • Second Life

    Second Life

    See the angry acts of many rich too proud to bond with mother earth their caskets bulge with stolen goods, no thought to share their riches with generosity, given freely their greedy souls ever searching their habits deadened, never knowing thoughts worth thinking. Some people care within their own demise their envy keeps them living, their […]

  • Endless Possibilities

    Endless Possibilities

      Driving out endless possibilities/pictures skating over thin ice/holes chopped through frozen reality/broken dreams in hospital/waiting for repair. Unknown encounters passing by/sparks of visions wondering why/lives joined in sequence/the river meandering by/sweet and terrible waters. Birth spring summer fall reliving/gifts supreme/singularly seen with double meaning/sun’s heavenly face moving/fresh air beyond belief/old worlds torn asunder. Rising swells /moving sands/deadheads […]

  • It’s Ironic

    It’s Ironic

    Something funny transpired today  between my nurse practitioner Matt  and Me after our  consultation.   He ended our visit saying, “These are things you have to do when  you start getting  older,” and so we had touched on  the subject of Life.  “Men don’t live as long as women you know. “  “I know,” one of us […]

  • Hideous Nature, Life

    Hideous Nature, Life

    Hideous nature, life … Ghastly in its death bed/its beseiging compass run its course. Bewildering with its struggles/ writhing in its pain/ desire seeking fire/rifting  terrorism’s claim.   Severed thinking/ thoughts of creepy crawlies/ struggling through fright’s night   against all reasoning. There’ll be no full moon tonight to guide the single masted ship  sailing saw […]

  • He Gave Us the Freedom

    He Gave Us the Freedom

    She looked with cold indifference at  his efforts to teach  the connection between our lives and nature.   Bridge parties,  the daily routines of life and  an afternoon nap, were  the essential components of  her life.  He gave us freedom to explore the sandy beaches, dunes, trout streams and  the Great Lake where he had fished and […]

  • Ergo Again

    Ergo Again

    Ergo  i’m torn  in many  wonder ways  captive held by scalding seas  narrow channels   heights  below surfeit ever changing seasons  finding mark/steady  back against chest walls contact surface shot to shit  with sweet  nostalgia. —————– one single look of  ‘wonder why’  exchanged was it that or  or simply  sad? ————— contact!!? spark !!! breath […]

  • For tribalmysticstories: A Tribal Mystic Story; Poem For My Father

    For tribalmysticstories: A Tribal Mystic Story; Poem For My Father

    – Poem For My Father – One day he took me to a copse of trees  where we sat under a canopy of  newly formed leaves   above us a clear blue sky  where he gave perspectives to me different from anything I had  learned.   Thoughts from the other side of what we think we know. […]

  • Without Love

    Without Love

    Without Love … we make our way across the frozen tundra of our hopeful desires unaware that beauty rests just below the surface of our painful hearts; a streak of light unseen nestled within each throb of hurt the light of hope the knowledge that Love exists only were it not for the pain that […]

  • FaKakda fakakda

    FaKakda fakakda

    Heard today downtown: “Fakakda this fakakda folker spoiling far a pongha fakakda, the fakakda fun a Yiddisha fakakda? that’s me!  I’m the number one fakakda fakakda best fakakda there is by far! Fakakda Me! Wooh woohwhoospuke spoof woof …. Oye veigh …. so If you don’t think this is funny then I probably need to see […]

  • A Time For Sleeping

    A Time For Sleeping

    A Time For Sleeping Saturday was a cold, gray day. I lit the fireplace for a quick warm up. Before leaving the warmth of the cottage I wrote a little more, donned my hoody and coat turned off the gas grabbed my camera and entered the cold but beautifully pure, refreshing northern air. I walked […]

  • Serenity

      I told you yesterday that spring had sprung and i knew because i saw a fly and a bull ant on the floor by the fireplace, a tickling on my arm as i wrote this piece not fifteen minutes ago a tiny spider had invaded my space! There are gnats and mosquitos and other tiny […]

  • Trail’s End: The Great Beginning

    Trail’s End: The Great Beginning

    Hear words spoken softly whispering kindly seeking solitude shelter from the storm. … See withering roses planted the sky above paying tribute, fresh water flowing through breezes in the dark to places unknown on paths never taken. … The never ending search for trail’s end. … The great beginning.

  • Inner World

    Inner World

    Inner World Four square tiles, wandering spaces, shapes of faces, coffee groups of three and five talking heads saying something. A lonely person sits and dreams her lonely dreams outside the world inside her. Couples grasping meaning wrapped ‘round shoulders in stages of adulation, their voices echo hands held in wonder, eyes roused with affection, drawn to secret dreams, the face of life’s intent. While store front neon lights surrender to […]

  • Second Birth

    Second Birth

      See the angry acts of many rich too proud to bond with mother earth their caskets bulge with stolen goods, no thought to share their riches with generosity given freely their greedy souls never searching their habits deadened, never knowing thoughts worth thinking. Some people care within demise their envy keeps them living their thoughts […]

  • When I Was Born

    When I Was Born

    That summer hot and sultry mid month mid year mid way past midnight bright lights shining blinding hands grasping fingers smashing through the air i did not really care it was not my problem i was their’s for the taking …!! i heard the pain that wasn’t mine explode into my space, the air, the […]

  • Darkness, Dreams, Despair, Chaos, Meaning, Disharmony, Astonishment, Clarity … Once Again

    Darkness, Dreams, Despair, Chaos, Meaning, Disharmony, Astonishment, Clarity … Once Again

    Submerged in darkness within dreams of despair, life chaotic with meaning disharmony existing but for our astonishment when it doesn’t, and we see with clarity … once again.

  • What I’d Write About

    What I’d Write About

    I stay up all night and write. Then I sleep, get up and start over again.  I take a notebook and write when I go to the mall or when I go to restaurants.  I listen to people and write what they say.  I write what people say when I talk on the phone.  I write what flows through my […]

  • When Night Birds Take Morning Flight

    When Night Birds Take Morning Flight

    When Night Birds Take Morning Flight I watched night birds take night time flight. While breezes washed ashore I walked the line where all three meet. Sky within dark water, waves of moonlight, sparkling grains of sand reflecting light below/above … between each other’s sight within their kisses of the night … I looked into […]

  • Love Gone By

    Love Gone By

    Songs of life gone by Once familiar faces, stored emotions strands of light and sound from long dead memories can return to life with sudden force from fields of color passing by; when first time love was in the air loving words so dearly spoken return now whispered in your ear when least expected. Familiar faces […]

  • They Have Paid; They Are ‘Us’

    They Have Paid; They Are ‘Us’

    A man who by his actions does not care about the citizenry of our country … got me wondering as I do … the amount of taxes paid by the 700,000 during their lifetime jobs well done and voluntary support and building of communities and passing on the best qualities …  that the 700,000 have […]

  • Black Hole Sun

    Black Hole Sun

    He lived within the half arch of light clueless about space and time – his simple thoughts were only concerned with food, sex and shelter. He felt safe in his world except for the force of an endless dream. An ancient story told to him by rods and switchbacks buried deep within his being. Little bits […]

  • Making, Making, Making

    Making, Making, Making

      It’s ok to feel good every once in a while! Life’s treasure doesn’t come along that often! It lies in wait for the right trigger. Or is it time, and we all run on cycles? For me the treasure never lasts as long as I want it to. (which would be most of the time) […]

  • Reflection: The Web of Time

    Reflection: The Web of Time

    We are a travelers moving along a web of time within the mist we call life. We see with light given from somewhere, outside, within, in-between, seldom seen at best, reflected. We make decisions; where to go, how to get there, what to think and feel; assuming truths, affirming movement we’re not sure of, through space most […]

  • Savoring the Melt

    Savoring the Melt

    Snow covering the ground at 8 by 1 had disappeared. By 5 newly formed powder flakes/bigger than cotton balls/floated downward, /so light they rose and fell a second time/as I passed /turning my world white once again crystal flakes given form/from clouds high above/each its own and unique world/alive within the tiny gales/and silent currents forming/atmospheres above,  […]

  • Song of Christmas Past

    Song of Christmas Past

    Song of Christmas Past I sing the songs of Christmas past of joyful times gone by … the words and stories known so well that float behind my eyes … I turn the pages of the book I see within my mind .. I listen to the sighs; sweet songs of Christmas memories of time and love […]

  • To Be

    To Be

    To Be Childish to think that everything’s linked from centered soul past the ID into the land of ink and despair … linking oneself yup with life never had nor life never lived, the moments between the anchor that keeps  us from letting go the weight surfeit enough to hinder flight from taking flight enough […]

  • The Same Strange World

    The Same Strange World

    And so, he did. .. (go back to his room.) He loved the absurdity of these kinds of situations; the startled first time behavior and the look of surprise, like a kid finding an agate in the sand excitement, wide eyed, incredibly amused at the absurdity, a brief return to childhood wonder, the disappearance of […]

  • Three Musets

    Three Musets

    Three Quarter Seasons spring time trees grow green leaves new life bright sun great days to swim much fun ! snow days light wings falling skies gray Winter’s Warmth great lake frozen water skating fire warm skaters gathered popcorn! days end hands held walking best friends Trout Stream Camp cool stream flowing gently light dreams […]

  • Excerpt: Strange World

    Excerpt: Strange World

    Excerpt After the nurse left his room he thought about what had occurred and in a drug and pain induced brain fog, pulled the tubes from his left arm and, using the food cart as a walker made a half assed attempt to escape the hospital for some unknown reason. From that point forward the […]

  • Purple Words

    Purple Words

    Purple Words – One late Spring day, my students and I walked to the Dairy Queen with the thought in mind that we would capture unique experiences and write about them when we returned to the class room. After lunch, we formed a single file line crossed Monroe Road to the sidewalk, walked west for two blocks, […]

  • Life

    Life

    We Live but ….               a beautiful moment … ks

  • The Light Within For Rahul Gaur

    The Light Within For Rahul Gaur

    The Light Within I fixate on time constantly When i hear the wail of a diesel horn or smell fresh mown grass or look out at the inland sea i hear the sound and i’m transported to the stored light of another time each magnifying the other more deeply every time. We build our lives on […]

  • Jigsaw

    Jigsaw

    I thought I knew but I knew I hadn’t found the answer to my question. You know you know when you’re spaced out and your brain has been on cruise control for a while and you’re still scratching your head wondering why you can’t stop thinking because there’s still a piece missing just below the […]

  • There Was His Face

    There Was His Face

    There was his face … A mixture of youthful mirth, his right eyebrow a calligraphy flare at the end of a sentence, his mouth twisted into a half smile, his head cocked to the side, mischievousness written all over the place; a question mark at the end of his eyes that said, you don’t know what I’m thinking do you? He looked […]

  • Songs of Softest Memories

    Songs of Softest Memories

    Songs of Softest Memories i sing the songs of distant memories … the songs of time gone by … the words to stories known so well that float behind my eyes … i turn the pages of the book i see within my mind .. i listen to the sighs … the songs of softest […]