I wrote this for the Belt and Beyond magazine for the graduation issue.
Opening day, as rookies begin, ‘Tis Time to get ready and time t… On the mound while nerves are fray… Wish that feeling would go away. First pitch, a fastball right over…
The Betrayal Friendships and cathedrals Built with earnest intent From the ground up to The very highest peak
Celestial Man Of the flesh, but heavenly conceiv… A celestial man on a dangerous mis… Man of steel and man of tenderness Man of unconditional and unbiased…
Hands on air below and hands on hi… seen by seers but not the eye, relevant to the air but not the fe… touching but not touching, lost between magnetic poles,
Outside Mainstream Outside mainstream is a lonely pla… As it looks in at beauty on displa… At all those contented people that Snuggle up together in a cozy room
When the itch calls for a remedy, There’s nothing better than a scra… That magical abrasive rubbing, That simple stroking of the finger… That ancient instinctive cure,
Scalermen at the foot of the beast, the mountain reaching into the mystifying clouds with its peak buried
Floating Truths On your wanderings, have you lost… Have you roamed through thick bush… Catering to those with booming voi… Have you brought pleasure to the d…
It was the advent of the dawn as the prelude of the Nightingale crept into the silence of the morn’ to submit to the hymns of the sun. I arose from my deep slumber, looked into the mir...
The Melting Pot Generations upon generations of th… Thrown together, each one as tradi… Through the years, from standing o… Rising from birth, see how they’ve…
She’s a coupon maniac alright. She gets her busy husband to drive her a million miles away for five percent off a hundred dollars for something she doesn’t need. It costs him ten dollar...
When religion reaches The end of the road, Where else is there to go? When its books are Ingrained in the mind,
This poet lives in the world but i… aware of the trauma but not caught… free to choose his own world and d… free to choose how deep to plunge into his observations,
Squeezing out of the blue on tears of impatient clouds, riding in on the wind, methodical words broken up into carefree lines and shapes,
The darkness of the night had spread its garment over the city while my heavy eye-lids drew me closer to my bed. I fought to stay awake, but finally surrendered to their authority. Be...