Sunday, October 30, 2011



I carved out a pumpkin
Halloween Eve night
bats against full moon
cut myself on the knife
crooked smile twitched
in flickering candlelight
seeing the bloody mess
I reached for the vodka
gurgled from the bottle
poured some on my cut
climbed out the window
onto the gutter, leaped
a thump on the sidewalk

Sunday, October 16, 2011


My feet dancing through the hoops of your chicanery
heart broken I bolt from sight, wade in shallows alone

Once we had it all, burst on the scene fighting for causes
people gathered and cheered as you promised everything

You were a fake, a fraud, you only wanted worship
your world topples, they shoulder you out with disdain

I can never forgive you, nor can they, your loyal followers
we risked everything for you, now we are outcast

from the challenges for Sunday Whirl

Thursday, October 13, 2011



Dichotomies wrangle my soul
I love silence
which is not never to hear
in this busy world 
I love sound which is beautiful
an aria, a violin, screaming rock
a bird, a dog, a friend
I love sound
your voice

Sunday, October 9, 2011

My Bell

My Bell

Binoculars swing 
on the hat-rack 
back from the garden
beside the pond lilies 
where swallows darted
rambunctious in flight
ballroom dancers
I admired dip and glide

trudged along fallow shore
past an obsolete automobile
looked for a crumb of peace
a listen for bell call to vespers
home now I brew some tea
envision swallows dancing
I've found my peace
my bell

Saturday, October 8, 2011


Rambunctious ones
I reflect on swallows
admire their dip and glide
sumpting on mosquitos
ballroom dancing
they trip over the pond
obsolete with pesticides

Sunday whirl: rambunctious, admire, swallows, pond, ballroom, obsolete