Sacred

When Half-Gods Go

Here we are, can you believe it, going into September. Where does the time go? I’m still reading Carl Sandburg’s big book of Abraham Lincoln. I’ve no words adequate to do it justice. There is no doubt that the United States would not still exist, our Constitution would not have […]

Keep These Sacred Cows

Keep these sacred cows, for meat, for milk, for skins, for leather jackets on a Saturday night, for cowboy boots, for moccasins, for baby shoes, and bucket seats. Keep these sacred cows, these holy hamburgers to be, for mating with bulls, so we can have, the life-sustaining cows, perpetually. Not […]

The Keeper

The Keeper A slow and steady flame, Does burn inside this heart, Though with it knowledge came, To rip my soul apart.   Of the garden fruit, I ate, And […]

Notre Dame is Burning

I’ve long wanted to visit Paris. Some years ago I began having dreams about the city. The dreams subsided but my interest in visiting did not. In recent years I’d resigned myself to thinking it would remain a lovely dream, perhaps a necessary one, but nothing more than that. While […]

Thankful

Here’s my message to writers and artists, to anyone in a creative endeavor, who might be feeling discouraged… if it is really your dream, in your one and only heart of hearts, then don’t quit. It’s that easy and it is that hard, that simple and that complicated, don’t quit. […]

Thelxiepeia, Poems 2009 -2012, Available Now!

Thelxiepeia, poems 2009-2012, Now available on Amazon in paperback.     Basquiat…………………………………………………. 6 Thelxiepeia………………………………………………. 7 Manifest…………………………………………………. 8 Repairs…………………………………………………… 9 The Willow Tree…………………………………………12 Real Myths………………………………………………14 Private Hours……………………………………………15 The Talk Is Savage……………………………………. 17 Miss UnHoly……………………………………………. 19 If We Had These Roses………………………………. 21 Look, Pretty, Stand Still………………………………. 23 Care Full……………………………………………….. 25 Temple Within………………………………………… […]

In The Lingering of November

Almost December, I wonder what it will bring with it, however much I try not to. I think about the things we think we always wanted, the ones we got, and the ones that got away, in the middle of the day, in the glaring light of dawn, in the […]