Category: Short & Sweet

Poem: Thumbs

Thumbs are what distinguish us from the less important creatures below us on the chain of food. Thumbs are why we eat them and not the other way around. Maybe this explains our fascination, our absence of humiliation our willingness to stare and unwillingness to care for life outside our glowing screens. Some in the...

Poem: Fantasy Misunderstood

When you announced your sex fantasy to the world via a connecting platform, you didn’t know that George – or Brad, or whatever movie star you named – likes to do this certain thing with his saliva-coated thumb. Always. Finally, after all the imagining and the longing this gorgeous man finds you on your hands...

Poem: Finding Harmony

He was the oil She was the water He swam through her ocean She laughed when he caught her Together they swirled yet somehow apart Through eternity   You know that the two Don’t naturally mix Connection was broken Space delaying the fix Mystery deeper each try a false start Finding harmony   Finding harmony...

Poem: The Most Marvelous Thought

The most marvelous thought occurred to me, an occurrence in and through the hollow reed we choose to be.   How preposterously inconsequential you are! Irreducibly irrelevant speck of cosmic flotsam.   Now! (Like the B&B lady in Sheepland). Somehow you feel better. Knowing this. Having this thought occur.

Poem: The Fine Line

Between a reason and excuse A fine line, a filament, a dilettante rope Unfurls and hides. We might not see yet can’t refuse The shades of meaning found in joy and hope. Choose words carefully – That’s the lesson, the lemon, the luminosity. Should you be charged with loquacious verbosity, Sentenced to the slammer, Annealed...

Poem: The Silliest Most Comforting Thought

How terribly awfully blatantly and, one might emphasize, preposterously naïve to envision even for a frivolous moment a world, or a set of circumstances, alternating laws and chances, in which wherein and also everything else you can dream, human beings, people decide to make love the reason for living.   Slilly thought yes. Even sillier,...

Poem: The Abiding Benefit of Employing Servants

Employing a staff, you see, Betters all mankind, not just me. Look, the man who drives my car Was born unlucky, not a star Like me and Angie, Anne and Mike, All us worthy of your thumbs-up “like.”   Meet the girl who cleans my home: Born unlovely, brownish gnome With moles unsightly, hair unkempt, She’s never...

Poem: Slow Down

Every day Seems to be Quicker than me Faster than I prefer to go   Every day Melts away Chocolate ice cream cone Under Hawaiian sun   Gotta slow down Slow down Gotta be here right now Gotta be in the moment now and then   You will find delight my friend You will not...

Poem: Too Many Books

Too many books Not enough readers Too many poems Not enough heeders   You say you want answers You say want leaders You pray for salvation At the Church of St. Peter   Ask for forgiveness Ask and repent Ask for an ending To ongoing Lent   Something like calm Something like grace Something to...

Poem: Absolution

Forgive me Wash it all away The sins and unpleasantries that have soiled my otherwise pristine existence. Rid them. Scour and scald if you must. Scrub. Make magnificently clean the miasma of my missteps. Heal. Mend. But mostly clean. Absolve. Purify – and not in the mendacious greed-modeled sense of “purified,” as in Water from...