Poetry

Fictive Fever Caravaggio, Caravaggio, not your name but the town you were born, Michelangelo Merisi,Your…

I'm Doing Just Fine I've got me the pinkeye. My sciatica hurts. I've got some sort of rash, and a touch of…

Bust In The Garden I'm stuck here in the garden, I watch the flowers come and go. I wish they'd turn me just a…

Madame B Gustave's creation you are fine and fair and foolish beyond measure. You remind me of me.Wanting…

No Time I have no more time, to stumble or bumble, fumble, fidget, or fall. I will go over, around, through,…

The Crowd Everyone got up in unison, I mean everyone at exactly the same instant, all 22 of 'em, like they were…

The Tree that Blooms Unnoticed The tree that blooms unnoticed, bears sweet blossom still. And has its time of…

I walk on given precious gems far better than a crown of gold two stands with jointed wiggling stems to bring me…

I'm hungry for some oysters. I shall brook with no delay. I told the oysters that I'm hungry, and they must…

I wandered around in the Windiwiddle, with a duck and a mouse and a moose with a fiddle. We paused a while to…

What is love? Scientists say love is a complex emotion triggered by our brain not so much the heart like the media…

Father You fade slowly before my eyes, once so strong and vital, now you sleep in your chair, so tired you say,…

Well? The lyrics might shock? Tighter than a Bob Marley jointSo? The way I’m gonna rock? Is whiter than a…

Charles (for Hank) You devil you, the darling of the hip crowd, the down and out crowd, the envy of frustrated…

I have an antique candy cane. But it’s still in mint condition.I wrote a book about bankruptcy. It ends…