A Friend’s Mother
On a Thursday a friend called to cancel our plans for Saturday. She was responsible for planning her mother’s memorial service on Sunday, and was overwhelmed. Could I help her pick out poetry for...
Category: Poetry
Was It a Dream
Was it a dream a stolen kiss freely given a look along the bar she comes to me I stammer like a teenager how difficult can this be does he mind does he care...
Struggle
I must struggle to be young and immortal again every day an opportunity to earn a gold star to do some adulting every day more precious my life is a lever With one end...
Darkness Falls
It’s a memory not a dreamLiving in it every dayI will always be seven somewhere there is a sunlit fieldcut into a hillside of chalksomewhen darkness fallsas i wait for my brother i walk...
Children of Nineteen and Twenty
we were children of nineteen and twenty unblooded in our innocence as we walked through a minefield following the track, signs and skulls warning of danger on either side when a sound from a...