Friday, September 7, 2018

Confessions Of A Confessional

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned . . .

Again with the coveting, Gwendolyn?
You're such a naughty girl!
All this longing
for the belongings
of another.

Day after day after day,
I scrub at stains of gray
knowing true black hearts
will never enter

Oh, go, Gwendolyn, go!
Go in peace, go with God -
in your purity
and salvation.

Me, I'll be here
with my ready, wooden ear
to hear confessions
of man's lack
of imagination!

Wednesday, August 15, 2018

happy hour

god give me strength OR
a good stiff drink OR better
a good stiff bartender

Friday, August 3, 2018

Little Ease

in this place
little ease we're bone
     to bone and

and chesttoknees
stealing breaths
| like two cats|
                |in a wall|

A strange little effort for Bjorn's prompt at dVerse

Tuesday, July 31, 2018

Thursday, July 26, 2018

Thursday, July 19, 2018

The Troubadour

Play quick when it's early
and feet are fresh.
Play loud when the drink
starts to flow.
Play soft as the candles
are all burning down.
Play a love song when it's time
to go home.

Thursday, July 12, 2018

Lady Liberty

Lady Liberty,
come down
like Moses
from the mountain
and trade your torch and tablet
for a baby on your hip.
His tiny slip of a mama
left two dead kids
in Guatemala
a thousand miles behind her -
for this?

In cages and detention,
Lady Liberty,
can you see them,
beggars for asylum,
for the least that we can give -
the tired and huddled masses
need you now,
New Colossus;
come down
like Moses
and remind America
who she is.