In your eyes
you are yet
your true estate.... more »
The first time the world was destroyed was by water.
The second time was by fire.... more »
Portrait Of The Artist Richard Juhrden As A Young Man
reflections in the shattered
many faceted multi talented multi dimensional
like a diamond cut jewel... more »
I woke in the black of night
In the Universe Hotel, Room 203.
I didn’t know where I was... more »
Said They Said
Said they said
there is a plastic
bubble protecting the point
half a blog... more »
Satan built a highway
Across the United States
And straight up to Alaska
To span the Bering Strait*... more »
one egg apiece
she names the eggs before she fries them
she writes the names on the shells
before she drops them into the skillet... more »
Self Discovery Doa
Self discovery in a park
frequented by senior citizens
self discovery in a car where i have driven... more »
Seven Hells Have I
Devil may care
What seals my fate.
What others would share
The Devil may take.... more »
I woke in the morning to the raucous “caw-cawing” of a crow.
He was perched on the electric wires above my sidewalk bed, swaying back and forth in the breeze to keep his balance as he cried.... more »
So You Want To Be A Poet?
(for Suzanne Lummis)
So you want to be a poet?
Not, I guess, if all you want is to write something... more »
To find a spiritual center
by listening within
by shutting out external sensation
by discontinuing the... more »
Sometimes my spirit weeps
Sometimes my heart cries out in agony... more »
There is a deeper meaning to be found
Within a poem not defined by words
For it’s not the meaning but the sound
That speaks unspoken to be heard.... more »
They were teachers
Those colossal masters of the saxophone
Taking us from the center of the universe... more »
as poets we are externally
no different from any other persons. ... more »
The Ancient Race
and who am i to tell?
and what am i to say?
and who am i to tell?
and what am i to say?... more »
The Black Stars
along the highway
we passed the black holes
of burned out stars... more »
The Book Of Vladimir
These are the words received in a dream
which I wrote in a book when I... more »
The Case For Wisdom At 5: 00 A.M.
that old grim reaper that’s been
following us for so long
that ultimate tax collector that... more »
The Death Of Billie Holiday
When Billie Holiday died
(for all our sins)
all she had was $500
taped to the inside of her thigh... more »
The Death Of Poetry
Poetry is dead and God is alive.
I heard these words and began to cry.
Without poetry what would become of me,
Drowning in a sea of Christianity?... more »
The Devil's Country
'We go by a secret path along the rim
of the dark city between the wall and the torments.
My master leads me and I follow him.'
- Dante, THE INFERNO... more »
The Game Of Chess
The real meaning of things is not
usually at first perceived.... more »
The Human Kind
We are all children
Lost on horizons
That compass our dreams... more »