Category: Poetry

Here are many of the poems I have written throughout my life, dating back to high school, so beware. As a poet, I’ve been pretty sporadic over the years, going through periods of high productivity when I was very young, to occasional bursts in midlife and very occasional drips as I’ve gotten older. I’ve found that the drips of my later years are far more appealing than the bursts (sometimes outbursts) of my youth, so I came to an accommodation. Instead of presenting everything here, I went by a standard of “that which is at least forgivable.” There is much in my moldering files, I’ve discovered, that is not. I’m sure you’ll find some of the work pretty engaging. Whether in the process of cataloging my expressions and impressions from across the years, I have weeded out all that indeed is unforgivable I, with some trepidation, leave for you to decide.

Young Love

In the silence of a morning’s Half-awakened dream, An ember, warm and tender Huddles close to me, Prepares me with a restful kind Of joy and harmony, And power flows into my heart Into the empty spaces. A day is filled with child-crimes Of passion and of play, As even all the potter’s toil Can’t Read More …

Beacon

For years, I wandered in a world of dark In search of a happiness in my life. My mind petulantly tossed like the Ark In a raging storm of unyielding strife. A beacon light is what you were for me, Drawing me to the long sought-for green Isle. I set my sails on the straight Read More …

Suckling Calf

Eye closed, looking into the sun, Climbing up the staircase, almost alone; Body started sweating fourteen breaths ago Hammer started pounding many feet below. Meadow nice, and mountains, put my head at ease. Lonely, homeless suckling calf came up to me. Eye to eye, together we began to climb. Head to head, hot breathing — Read More …

God Speed

Re Main We who are alone and godless Enlist your aid. We beg of you, groaning, moaning, mourning, To send your troops: Hail Osiris! Flying past, chariot aflame, guiding Halley’s comet! Beg Him turn course crossing the eons of moral decay Commandeering His charging troops – storms for neo-astronomers. If this alliance be too weak Read More …

Sonnet 3

I took some change from my pocket and gave It to a beggar on the street who asked Me if I knew of Gideon and his past. To me those ancient men are naught but slaves. I answered, “Yes, I’ve spoken with a god,” But said It speaks to me as if I’m but A Read More …

Shadows

Shadows — Shadows surround me, And I can feel them From all four sides. And the shadows — Take warmth from around me. All the tall buildings Force me to hide. The buildings — Aging but stalwart Block out the sunshine Hiding my hope. Direction — There must be a direction To lead us from Read More …

Ropes

Lonesomeness and loneliness, I search for them with vigor. I cry because my dreams seem lost In dreamin’, not in livin’. I hope for dreams without dreaming And cannot seem to find them. For truths I look always in books; Not always do they hide there. Sure, books have truths, but so do youths And Read More …

About My Poetry

As a poet, I’ve been pretty sporadic over the years, going through periods of high productivity when I was very young, to occasional bursts in midlife and very occasional drips as I’ve gotten older. In building this website, I’d intended to include most of the poetry I have ever written. My recollection was that the Read More …

War Poem

Let’s say God came down to knock upon Heart’s door And asks, “My friend,” if yet you now  have had enough of War. And you reply, “Of course, Dear God, but why come you to me?” And It says, “As you’ve always known, it starts and ends with thee.” And now where turn your face for warmth, Read More …