Poet Commentaries

July 2018

Estate Sale

July 27, 2018 // 0 Comments

In this sale, sketches of bluster riveted to the poop deck, clips of that launch that sunk the ship and jars of pickled bubbles from his bathwater. Hysterical documents too. [...]

The Seven Sees

July 12, 2018 // 0 Comments

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I am adding daily to this till I am done or bored, which is the same thing…boredom is like a dropped petal when the bloom is done…it is finished.  Of course the [...]

Lyla Buds

July 8, 2018 // 0 Comments

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My knees are in mint, my hands in spring tea pulling out leaves.  At my side are buds, pods and a granddaughter. Only the Lilac and the Bridal Veil are in bloom. She stirs [...]

That Garden

July 6, 2018 // 0 Comments

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  the short barrel ribbed man his fenced yard at the corner of Mish Mash and Eclectic . the skid row next to shed are splintered pickets and a hen’s house tsk tsk tsk [...]

Welled Up

July 4, 2018 // 0 Comments

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a wave of tears on the shoreline ground sand . Little bobbles and shells picked and pocketed; rubbed rosaries, washed up last night from strong waves in a violent unwelling . [...]

Tares and Wheat

July 3, 2018 // 0 Comments

“This is a rhizome”.  I loosen the dirt as it is pulled, gently coaxing sixteen inches of blue grass out of the garden.  The little nodes with the new growth are shown [...]

My Walker

July 2, 2018 // 0 Comments

The leaf rolled beside her, unshod and long past supple. It chattered along with clicked skips and a breezy gait; finally matching her pace. . It was the leaf’s monologue [...]

Concocting I

July 1, 2018 // 0 Comments

I write the following poem in response to the question “Does Intelligence have any value in today’s society”  Though it is of great personal worth I do [...]