Category: Poems

Poem: The Need

Is it merely proximity that the body craves? That gravitational pull. Closer is warmer. Where is the womb we seek? Where is the haven of possibilities that we spend all our days chasing, as though we exited at the wrong time, like travelers without a map? Those science films of blind moles bumbling in their...

Poem: Grace

We are thankful for all the bountiful blessings in our life, chief among them our continued good health, which allows us to enjoy this beautiful world fully with all our senses. We are grateful for the nutritious and delicious food we eat, for it sustains us. We are grateful for the company of our dear...

Poem: Hurry Up and Wait

We’re told by those who know such things that commencement came explosively, instantaneously and corrosively. Gas spewed, dust swirled, and — voila — light brings Life to a dark and icy place, where microscopic cells could not stay together, splitting and dividing no matter whether they were designed by God and touched by grace. This...

Poem: Linger

Linger. Please stay a little while longer. Linger in my arms. Hold me ever stronger. Make me right not wrong or Scared. What we shared Has power To wash away my fears. Just linger in my arms and Kiss away my tears. Save me from myself. Linger close to hear the sound of hearts entwining,...

Poem: What’s Left Unsaid

I don’t think I’m good enough. I do think you’ll leave me. You’re not what I fantasized about when I pleasured myself all those lonely years. You’re the best I can do. We won’t ever be on the cover of a glossy magazine dedicated to the beautiful (and interesting). We will learn to be content...

Poem: Your Hands

Some guys go for great big racks Protruding in the air. Some guys go for long lean legs And locks of silky hair. Some guys go for buns of steel Firm as just-picked peaches. Some guys go for puffy lips, bikinis on the beaches.   I’m not insane, I don’t complain When offered such delights....

Poem: The Crash

Startled by an interloper, something bigger than they, a moving shadow that connotes death, Or what is understood to be the end, The little ones flutter away, dashing hysterically for cover, like a child seeking solace Beneath his blanket. All but one are safe. The unlucky fellow crashes head-first into an invisible pane of glass,...

Poem: Doggerel

May your days be hairy, and bright. And may all your puppy dogs be white. I’m dreaming of a white puppy Just like the ones I used to pet Where the Labs are wagging And the hounds are dragging Their ears, blithely to the vet. I’m dreaming of a white puppy With every furry friend...

Poem: Cantankerous

Would it be a sin to call him what he is? The misanthropy ooozes from his soul Like churro grease from the pores on your nose after a day Spent at the carnival, where Nineteen bucks will get you a $1.49 plush toy and an affirmation of your manhood. You can smell the bitterness, just...

Poem: Cooper’s Hawk (with Apologies to Wordsworth)

Regal, as if touched by royalty, you light upon the wire, Surveying the buffet of opportunity below, where we Who cannot soar, cannot glide, forlornly aspire To shed our earthly shackles and be free.   You cannot be called a kind and caring raptor, A patient pedant, with heart o’erflowing with generosity. Your icy mission...