As I walk these long and lonely tracks, The boxcars of my mind keep takin’ me back To the days when I was wont to be free And a tramp was what I decided to be. I decided I would travel far, So I hopped the nearest empty boxcar With glorious visions in my mind Read More …
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.
Hunger Sonnet
The lion stalks the plains in search of prey The grass within sight is chewed by a ewe. While both are trying to extend their days The last has time to partake of the view. Her joy’s cut short by sudden pain unfelt. Her carcass dragged into the jungle shade. Days pass, a vulture, the Read More …