Thursday, April 12, 2012

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

To Wed or Not

The only reason
I drove to the justice-
of-the-peace is my
girlfriend Debbie
said you probably
would not show up.

You did and I found
out years later
you made special
arrangements with
the judge to be there
on Veteran's Day.

We have been together
a long time and survived
many fearsome events.
That day was our
first step.

Mamma Cat gets her groove back


when she blows soft on that sax
with the whole room rock’ in forth and back
cat   oh    cat   playin that sax

then Christen comes in
with her little paw sins
and makes that piano   red hot

come on down to this jazz
blues barn    pack them in—
then     rock north     then   rock south
rock them until the sun comes back.

Life On Any Given Day


On the day I was born the number one hit
was “Too Young” by Nat King Cole.

Too young and not enough money pretty
much summed up my parents when

I came into the world. But they scraped
and suffered and made it and that’s

better than most. On the opposite
coin if they had really talked they

could have had so much more.
They were just too young. 

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

JuneBugPoetry

Tiko
goes for a stroll
kitty joy
April 1, 2012

Triolet

too many lines are the same
where do we go, who do we know?
too many repetitions to blame
too many lines are the same
how do we fix this to remain sane?
every sixth line holds up the flow
too many lines are the same
where do we go, who do we know?