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Lawn Gone

Since I posted a poem about my daughter last week, I thought I’d post one about my son this week. Like last week’s poem, “Lawn Gone” captures my reflections about kids growing and reaching maturity. Speaking of reaching maturity, I am excited to say my third book, Shadow and Memory is finished. Yesterday, I startedContinueContinue reading “Lawn Gone”

Alarm Clock

My daughter is a senior in high school. Next month, she and I are visiting the college she plans to attend. Adulthood is closing in fast. Before long, the days of having “my little girl” at home will be past. I’ve hardly begun to accept this fact. Thinking about my daughter growing up reminded meContinueContinue reading “Alarm Clock”

Oxymoron

I’ve mentioned before that cats often pad into my poems. That being the case, I decided last year to compile my cat poems into a chapbook. (Anyone who doubts that a book of cat poems has artistic dignity should check out Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats by T.S. Eliot 😺). Right now, the workingContinueContinue reading “Oxymoron”

Lazy

In January, I released my first chapbook, The State of Mercury. In my post about its release, I mentioned this chapbook has poems about the many moods and states we pass through as people. Today’s post features a poem from The State of Mercury. This poem will also be included in my third book, ShadowContinueContinue reading “Lazy”

Night Train

Sometimes, we all have trouble sleeping. Several times a month I find myself restless or laying there wide awake or harassed by noises, and I can’t fall asleep. As annoying as this can be, sleepless nights have also been the birthplace of many poems. Below is one I wrote a few months ago in theContinueContinue reading “Night Train”

Going Out—Bukowski

I don’t know how I came across Charles Bukowski, but he was the first prose poet I read, and it was a revelation. Here was a guy that was just talking—no meter, no rhyme, no hifalutin language. Just talking and often telling wild stories about his depraved life in the city. I had never readContinueContinue reading “Going Out—Bukowski”

Just Because

Since it’s nearly Valentine’s Day (or “Singles Awareness Day” as my daughter calls it), I thought it apropos to post a poem I wrote for my wife a few years ago. “Just Because” appeared in my second book, Event Horizon. And whether you celebrate Valentine’s Day or Singles Awareness Day, I wish you a happyContinueContinue reading “Just Because”

Sweet Roll

I’ve been sick most of the last week. During that time, I wrote three poems about cats sleeping. Sometimes, when you slow down (or have to slow down) you notice things going at other paces. Two of my poems about cats sleeping may or may not have explored ideas of non-being and indeterminacy 😉 WhatContinueContinue reading “Sweet Roll”

Gratitude

It’s been in the 50s lately, and our snow is almost gone. Everything thawing reminded me of “Gratitude,” one of the poems in my recently released chapbook, The State of Mercury. Sometimes I don’t know why one thing makes me think of another. “Gratitude” depicts a thaw and change of seasons but I’m not totallyContinueContinue reading “Gratitude”

Listening to the Dark

Fairly often, odd thoughts stroll through my mind, and sometimes, those odd thoughts find their way into poems. “Listening to the Dark” is one such poem. When I get up in the middle of the night, I often find myself stopping in the dark and listening. Whoever coined the phrase, “pregnant silence” was so right.ContinueContinue reading “Listening to the Dark”