Can I write a poem without? Without birds, or clouds, or sky? Without all those things you put In poems,… Read more Without

With diligence, I clear them all Or nearly all, as it cannot be truly said That all are cleared, for… Read more Weeds

We are people, all of us Different, each of us We come from a different place A different time than… Read more We Are People

Plunging into the unconscious mind What should I expect to find but darkness there Not so . . . I… Read more Unconscious Mind

A sense, a thought, perhaps unknown, but true. Surrounded as we are by messages of joy, Of pleasure, fear, and… Read more Touch

There is something special about Today as I think about it, I feel There is something special about How it… Read more Thursday

Just a glimpse through An open door leaves us Guessing how much more Might be revealed should That door be… Read more The Open Door

What is this thing we do always and Without end, we say no other creature can Where I say, and… Read more The Feeling of Knowing

My palate holds each morsel Snug against my tongue where Flavor roams a neighborhood Of revealing sensations like Colors blending,… Read more Taste

Yes, Somewhere else I am not where I want to be, Or where my heart screams I should be I… Read more Somewhere Else

Should I think further, even longer still, than Frost As we each linger in the pasture so short a time… Read more Should I Think Further

An unseen mist of substance A mystery, a nameless spirit With irresistible power. Its presence is immediate Positive, emotive, repulsive… Read more Scent

I write something every day. I don’t say it is about you, but it Usually is. One way or another,… Read more Perhaps You Dream of Me

We have lost the rhythm Of five seven five moras The language is not the same How do I write… Read more Not Haiku

At times I can hear it before I can see it . . . a soft flow Like a stream… Read more Moving Like Wind in Trees

Stand up straight An old refrain, My voice no longer Strong enough for singing Or maybe I no longer care… Read more More Notes On Aging

If it is a question of which, do we know Or do we not know? Why should it matter? When… Read more Knowing or Not Knowing

I read about Hemingway’s death And could not bring myself to write A poem about such a tragic ending Or… Read more Hemingway

I come from hardy stock What does this mean, I ask A line of sturdy cattle is implied But we… Read more Hardy Stock

A descendant of Adam The Beta of Greek science The Alpha of chronology Of longitude, of latitude And musical scales… Read more Eratosthenes (276-195 bc)