Sparse Poems
Why so few words? I ask The delivery can be modified to create as much verbiage as desired including complex elements such as innuendo, personification, double entendres, and mixed metaphors encapsulated within the disciplines of form and meter to satisfy pre-conceived notions and accepted esoteric constructs, but the purpose of the exercise is to move ideas from your head […]
You Wouldn’t Recognize Her
If you saw her on the street You wouldn’t recognize her She is thinner Not from matchstick model ambitions Not from vain competition of women to women She is thinner From the nausea that invades her every meal Ahh, to smell onions sautéing in butter and Long to sit at the table. If […]
The Chicken or the Egg
To lie or to lay That is the question Others do lay At dawn or dusk At vital work Offering the oval of Sustenance for many, Day after day. Yet, I, in that twist Of the mind that Cannot resist the Urge to lie about, Noodle around ideas Which fail to fill The empty […]
Lysac to Sarlat
Driving on the road From Lysac to Sarlat Em says, It is quiet for a Monday Eric replies, Well, we are in the middle of nowhere Em says, That is my favorite place. The French countryside In the middle of nowhere is Gray green with summer wheat Dark green with chestnut trees and corn […]
Living Together
They prepare dinner For children and grandchildren She bakes the beans Slices the onions Peels the tomatoes He cleans the grill And prepares the porch The grill is hot, he says She brings the burgers He sends them Sizzling on the grill I need a spatula, he says He returns to the kitchen The spatula, […]
In Support of the Gray Area
Let me be in the gray with you. Let us not draw a line With the potential To have you on one side Me on the other. Let us always Dance in the gray together In the gray of Tolerance, understanding, forgiveness Laughter, grace, and mercy. Should we even talk about a line That can […]
Awake
Awake Rushed from sleep By a nefarious crackle. Consciousness forces The yawn of eyelids. Retinas encounter The dark, empty doorway. No intruder Only a trick Perpetrated in a snap From a dying fire. Embers cackle with laughter While I lie Awake
A Tea Leaf
It is only July, I think, As I scatter corn for the chickens Across the dirt Of the fenced yard Only July, yet, there it is A yellow curled leaf Still the shape of its younger self. The Wisteria leaf Shoots out in the spring A green sprig Of whimsy Exuberant in foretelling The […]
A Love Poem
I drive a dark road Leaves and lines In a halo of headlights Am I led along Or do I choose the path? I cannot be sure You are there At the road’s end Waiting for me In the darkness I kiss your lips And close my eyes However gained The […]