Tuesday, May 16, 2023

Tragicomic Poetic Victims

All our calling 
Wanted from us was 
To write as if 
 
Our lives depended 
On it and to never go 
Back on our word— 
 
“Get a life,” it said, 
And we believed it, willing 
Dead-pan supplicants 
 
Writing sad, 
True-life confessions 
To no end. 
 
 

 

Monday, May 8, 2023

Friday, May 5, 2023

Heads I Win, Tails You Lose

 
It looks like 
One of us thinks 
 
He knows his better 
Half better than he knows 
 
Himself: Wanna flip a coin? 
 
 

 

Wednesday, May 3, 2023

Seizing The Day, So To Speak

 
Dry, 
Brown, 
Lifeless 
 
Little leaf on my patio 
Table, I get more 
Out of watching you
 
Come alive and twitch 
This way and that 
In this fickle 
 
Wind than waiting 
For my next 
Poem to move me 
 
Who knows where. 
 
 
 
 

 

Monday, May 1, 2023

Family Tree

One wonders when
 
Our old wooden table will at last 
Recapture its lost infancy, take root, 
Sprout, and shoot out its tenacious,
 
Searching branches anew. 
 
 

 

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