An Anthology of Personal Poetry
Since I hear no clamor from publishers wanting to publish anything written by me, I have decided to publish my "poetry" here. I suspect it will make them look quite…
Practically Witty
I wrote this poem for no reason For it's really just the season. This poem is quite small and it's very stupid and all. Tubetops, when they put these on…
You and I
You've said a lot. So have I. You've done a lot. Have I? I've thought a lot. So have you. I've tried a lot. Have you? You've hurt a lot.…
Just me
Left home and my heart behind with our future on my mind. Just me? Only me? Seems it's me, not we. Looks like it's going to rain. Lord, I don't want…
Who writes this bilge?
I cannot lie - it is I. I don't mean to boast or preen but it is true I shopped for shoes and wrote about my woes. The blog it…
Ode to The Nose
He’s a good friend to me, he is.
Wherever I go he goes before me.
In a public urinal when I go to piss
He alerts me to dally not, but pee
quickly and get the hell out. (more…)
Portrait of the writer
It’s Thursday! You lucky people get to read a very old pome! Enjoy! (more…)
Yosemite tangle
Impending Autumn
Now is the season for death. A death that will bring life once again, but for that life we must die now. This is the season for love. A love…