The Long and Short of It et al

This is how

yours truly whiles time

a way in-
between more

pressing
chores

which
matter
more?

Age of Aquarius

Sometimes at night I’ll awaken to rainfall on the roof tiles and I think of poets all over the world, their fingers tapping out words on the keys.
--James Finnegan


wherein the cleansing
rain drops will

slowly fill to the brim
the rusted tin

pan under the eaves only
if the sullen skies do not

open to let the sun
shine in.

Bringing It All Back Home on the Messinian Range

With apologies to one of the Last Great Riders of the Purple Sage, Robert Zimmerman, also still hard at work Bringing It All Back Home!

As I Live and Breathe

I may be plumb tuckered,
Tired and worn out,

But

To my dying day, I swear
I’ll never utter another

Lifeless cliché.

Measure of Grief

Sigh as long as you

Don’t keep it in.