The broke man pockets a lottery, Every time, dawn rises, with an orb of fire, Aurora’s surprise, light’s epiphany, Crossing a crack in a curtain, How the crow is now cawing, On an electricity line. Ominous you could say. While the magpie and the myena, search for seeds Like I am, tiny seeds to renew…
Day: July 27, 2018
A Bacon Man
I say jeez, and let my teeth Break the extra crispy bacon. How heaven is it, the blend Of pig flesh and fat, on a frying pan. Perhaps I should have said, sweet Jesus, How taste is an epiphany, Like love or lust, a sudden realization That something is turning gold. How genius, for man…
Honeymoon (A Rhyming Poem)
Shoddy we are like, the fox or crow Baking in the aftermath of one’s afterglow The bed shaked, the gods were invoked Sequel of love, that began in lingerie floored God, a remembrance of a hotel room tabernacle How you can never change, a bedroom oracle Poor baby doll, too big for poor little Barbie…
A Love Poem of Remembrance
How lichen covered gravestones Hide fossilized human debris, Bones that clattered next To the permafrost, as the winter Ends and spring begins. Snowdrops flowering at will And summer happens. I stumble to a yard, with our dog, Walking through a dandelion Field, uprooting tiny yellow blooms As I run…
