beyond the blue

It’s good to get rid of the darkness.

validated

Today I live and stand in my own story.

postmortem

I do miss the antediluvian remarkbut you still nailed it. the PBS pedagogues, too.I like the switch around original way … More

just baggage

Laughter – just baggage

means to an end

trust the poem just to say what it wants.

playing around

good for your brain like music.

The Messenger Project

A plan was hatched. A true “chicken or the egg?” scenario, if you think about it.

the natural

Mary Oliver is my girl. always my muse.

emboldened

about the practice
 of doing.

lost in translation

repeated efforts,
demands, to get
accurate translation
all in vain.

chicken little?

I fear you’ll think
that I’m not sane
my brain in pain

Three Stars

I admit the possibility of a system issue on my end.

nightmare

Frogs, fingers,
“we only want you”
this poem becomes a witch’s brew

detestivity

stick in the mud!
I accept your derision.

lifehill

“There’s no chairlift in sledding!”
I shout to the lighthearted in skis.
Envious? Likely.

VIRUS

Reality is a harsh mistress.
She seems straight-up at first
but then she throws a curve
and a sharp angle. Downward.

Drop the Sneakers

privilege pervades
prejudice persists
“woke” won’t work,
not nearly enough.

ypokrités

If a picture paints a thousand words
I could post one now and be done.

First Time

I find Firsts are a curious combination
of Impulse
and Obligation.

Identity Theft

The Self is not a gift that one can give to another

Rather, it is a thief’s relic we must take for ourselves in order to someday be ourselves.