Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Danny Exiting, Erika Coming On

Rumbles quiver through air
slice atoms they pound
electric I love a storm, but
not too big a storm, though
I am enthralled with danger
all day rumbles, I wait for
the slice of sizzle and bang

Monday, August 17, 2015


Hot I jot

Hot my day
in vast array

Sealed in
I can't get


I'm stuck

Wednesday, August 12, 2015


So many riches
it bogles my mind
     and yet
How many more

might there be?

Monday, August 10, 2015


Glistens my trees
raindrops on my windows
crystals in many colors
Sun set blinds me in
myriad considerations
dapples my vision 


Black sky rumbling
lightening bolts, he
pushes and pushes
I try to stand up

I concede, let it go
the storm abates
breakers gentle
waves catch moonlight

Wednesday, August 5, 2015


Could it be
In a Swasy Day
I did diddle about
looking for connection
but there was no one about
could it be they don’t like me?

Too cool, I like me, though
I do run against foes I am
stalwart in a Swasy Day

Could’t it be I consort
with all the wrong types

Could’t it be?