Thursday, July 31, 2014

HAIKU
XVII
live arts colliding
language is useless this time
emergency soul


Friday, July 25, 2014

HAIKU


XVI
Inspiration falls
like red wine on dry pathways
between the stories

Friday, July 18, 2014




THE QUALITY OF MERCY

a cat on its haunches
sits quiet and sweet
what are the chances
a tail curls in defeat
leaves a bird’s nest un-looted
when the hungry line up
on a street paved with patience
in the slow build up
to ignorant resistance
great whites have been gathering
on everyman’s shore
what food there is
has a possible score
and the music plays on
while sharks
keep on hammering
and I in my wet suit
and you in your poem
shall we leave the room empty
or dive for the song
who will break bread
on a natural farm
who will learn to defend
nature’s loss with alarm
I am old and disgusted
I am young and in place
I am ready and willing
I am drunk with disgrace
I have fallen not broken
into endless repast
this season ain’t over
this cat learns real fast.