Category Archives: poems

spring raced in with an embrace and a hot kiss near cold puddles on a Jasper Avenue corner soaked by yellow cab gasping shocked laughing at dirty white sneakers breathing in the warm moist holding hands hungry

I like simple words less words less is more Hemingway would say less words have more meaning more feeling and short sweet phrases are the ones we remember like            I love you Natalie

a starburst’s the view from a black hole as Mama gives birth to another little planet   (give her a mic) I’m in a rocket to my star (dumb) I need this! this is my last chance! I have to … Continue reading →

one scary shadow of an itty bitty thing the light cast just so made it look menacing— like the titles of a film noir the shadow needed a dark street or a wall   one scary shadow nearly scared me … Continue reading →

I liked Bill before the breakdown better well, Bill can’t go back to that Bill, ever his therapy didn’t cure him but it didn’t kill him either— his family did

give a dog a bone or give two dogs two bones doesn’t matter one dog wants what the other one has   bone dog is bone hog the bone monopolizer— the bully stick dominator

the words and ghost coyote are following us— it’s cold, kind of breezy I’m uneasy Jack looks over his shoulder constantly feeling my energy hearing the phrases feeling my negativity smelling ghost coyote— the words are mean and frightening ghost … Continue reading →

blue gnome and floating Buddha at opposite ends watching over my rocks watching over my deck of cards initiating sight liberating insight guardians of my mindful treasures miners of visionary ventures mindful of my monkey mind meditating on view meditating … Continue reading →

flying in over the Leduc County farm quilt snow lines, frozen creek bends, highway then runway welcome to E.I.A., ground temperature minus 30 with a nice wind chill to cool your leftover margarita cheers to E-Town! and my tan is disappearing already—   welcome home … Continue reading →

zombie clones with smart phones don’t look up to see where they’re walking zombie clones with smart phones are very good at texting with two thumbs but can’t get on the bus without stumbling— clones alone on the bus, comforted … Continue reading →