Poetry
No one ever fears the Jester As if you could trust the trickster Although he could never be the King He’s gotten good at handwriting So after a night of spreading glee He can quickly change your decree He juggles schemes as well as balls The unknown cause of kingdom’s...
Winter is a nudist colony. All the excitement has vanished by majority. When every tree decides to bare it all. No fun at all. Oh, but March March is when you most notice what is lacking, missing. That the tree is naked before you trying desperately to cover itself.
Sitting on an wooden Eagle Scout project, I skim The Odyssey for my first year of college. A spider with lessons teaches me about waking up at 4 A.M. to build a barn out of steel that no one wanted. About walking two miles every day between dusty rows of...
Still hit me But there is no pink thong draped from the rear view mirror No bumper sticker telling everyone “An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind” You’re not in the drivers seat. I told myself I was done. But no one crushed me like your tires,...
A grey bus stands waiting in its salty grime. Shadows of passengers fill the windows. The door opens. The driver, eyes down, wears a bus-like uniform. He barely watches the battle between altruism and selfishness just outside his door. It is familair. Every stop brings less humanity. This is how...
Give me the children’s choir. The pubescent Hallelujah with as many pitches as God sees fit. Give me a congregation-sized pulpit so everyone can hear how my neighbor’s wife died. Your neighbor’s wife. Give me all demigods and demagogs Let them play cards, perhaps Euchre, or Hearts. Give me an...
A movie plot between 1st and 2nd period Everyone twiddling their minds as I chewed on my pencil. Algebra was a greater concern than a New York airplane. The hallway filled with alarm as if it could happen here in this seven and a half horse town where there are...