This was my old office. After I moved out a mysterious filing cabinet appeared overnight. Then disappeared, and everybody pretended nothing was the matter. Night Whispers in the evening hours on the front porch before the deep still rolls in like a fog preceded by a pause of deathly quiet when the second awakening arrives […]
I hate when politicians, who never served under arms, drag out the families of those in uniform who died in faraway places. It is a despicable and shameless pimping to use people like that. This I wrote tonight. War Games At night I hear The sounds From the perimeter Echos of the past Ricashay inside […]
Memories are windows to the past but sometimes the view is out of focus, and you are not sure what you are looking at. Here are two poems from adolescence. A sometimes painful, but ALWAYS interesting time. A History Lesson my grandfather always had a storage building someplace which he filled with all kind of […]
I wanted to share a link with you and decided to tack on another poem. The poem is about global warming and was written on 12 Auguest 2012 during a pretty hot summer. First the video. I used this video today in class. It shows how the angst, wonder, and energy of youth can turn […]
What is reality? In some ways sleep is just another form of reality, and consciousness and unconsciousness commingle. It gets slippery and we loose our way. Trumpism is an example of what can indeed happen here. How surreal is it to see a Donald Trump sitting in the Oval Office? When reality shifts, after the […]
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