Empty moorings and Quiet lighthouse watch the bay Crawl back to the sea

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GRAVE POEM: EDITH MUDGET… How is it that I, who kept my hou… And, indeed, my life, and the live… Of my family, in perfect order; I, who made the beds before they w…

inhumanity kills boys civilization kills girls

Suppose you was 18 years old And never had a single thing In all your life to call yours alo… Except your body and your face? And suppose you went to work

death is absence of thought - zen how can we be afraid of something we cannot live to experience? it’s life that is frightening

All I wanted to do was ride my mo… And make out at Spooner’s Point. But when Mary Daley got pregnant Her father threatened me with the… So I married her and went to work

Many times, my father, drunk upon… “Spare the rod and spoil the child… Swung his belt and lay the stripes… To cleanse my soul. And I, drunk upon memory and whis…

white-rimmed waves crawl reluctantly shore ward moody city skyline rebuffs shafts of sunshine cloud confusion

I’ve known rivers swift currents set free escaping to the brine of the ocean and on to exotic places I’ll never be

Now that love has died Only silence remains between Two lonely people

I have no family to care for my gr… who doesn’t care where I lay… for fourty years after an argument… which of us was bigger? in the course of our lives we bot…

Pappa always told me that you should never tell all you… and I found it to be good advice I recall the time I got back from… with my winter stores back in ‘39

Still they knock at my door And complain About the state of the world Selling fear Like grape Kool Aid