Ambivalence

When night creatures start
To stir in your sleep, their eyes too

Close for comfort.

Descendants of Daedalus

With all due respect, sun 

Please no deviations— 

Just keep waxing pretty

As she goes, I know 

It's a maze but here we are

Doing downright nicely by you

Just as you are. 

Deception Pass

A poem trying to be 

So clear and rarefied, 

Even a fumbler could see 

Right through it. 

Dedicated to the One I Love

Narciss, it’s beyond 

Your comprehension— 

No poem is more beautiful 

Than the one being 

Read by the light 

Of your eyes. 

Greek-American Gambler Wins Precious Bride Hands Down

Dad may have returned flat 

Broke to Greece in 1936 

But he was still 

An ace at bluffing: 

Whenever he finished 

Dancing at village fairs, 

He’d dig into his pockets 

And throw a handful 

Of pennies into the air. 

Everybody thought 

He was flush with cash, 

Mom’s poor parents, too.