Monthly Archives: July 2013

a question of mortality

who will tidy the debris
of our lives when
we are gone
after all it won’t be
you and me
who will remain
to pick up
after ourselves

and if you really
care to think about
this legacy of
our obsolescence
you will agree
it’s not fair to
leave our children
such a thankless task

so who, then, will save
the jars of orphaned
buttons and old birthday
cards we collect
around us in our
wakes once we have
turned back again to
dust I challenge you


John the Recliner/Revelator

Singing: Well, I’ve had the blues ever since the world began…

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an invitation to the after party

for such it is written…

that four bleak horsemen
shall seek to plagiarize
our lives, through pain
and petty pestilence
yea, sans pity, verily
a-galloping will they
come to darkly override
each life’s eternal prize

so go now and gather
up thy skirting, sister
which you’ve left
lying in the mire

the time of famine it doth
drive this hungry storm
full bent with intent to eat
its bodyweight in souls
the trumpet blare
which doth rend the air
a dread sound come from
within its hungry hollow

tis an unholy war this war foretold
in half-forgotten rhyme this
unrepentant curse of conquest
visited upon all of humankind

yet who alone can unseat Death?
you ask, forswearing the hot breath
of this his unforgiving mare, not in truth
a question, rather a barely whispered prayer…


On the Face of Things…

I don’t know if it’s just me, but our lounge chair seems to have recently grown a personality all of its own…what do you think? Or am I just seeing things!

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Psst, hey, you wanna grab a nachos and watch the late night movie marathon, wit me? Whaddya say?


A Red Letter Day — Missing Zero Scores First 5-Star Review on Amazon!

Rolled Gold cover

Missing Zero eBook available from Amazon ($2.99)

While I’m not usually one to crow about my achievements, I was particularly chuffed/choughed (it’s a bird pun, sorry) to read fellow blogger Ionia Martin’s glowing review of my novel, Missing Zero, on her readful things blog today.

In fact, my excitement at getting my first 5-star review is only heightened by the high esteem with which I personally view Ionia’s approach to all things book related (her excellent blog’s tagline fittingly reads “An opinion on everything literary“). So, please follow the link here, to read the review, and while you’re there check out all manner of wonders on Ionia’s always interesting/entertaining readful things blog.

AWESOME!


A Poem for Today

It feels disloyal
For me to say it
But I think if
I could draw
I wouldn’t write
Poetry at all

As words can
Oftentimes erase
The very things
We poets seek
Imperfectly
To preserve

Where the artist
Will faithfully
Recreate
Their vision
Upon the page
I am left to make
Do with an ironic
Turn of phrase

Which is perhaps
All just another
Way for me to say
It’s too sunny to be
Writing a poem for
Today…


The Labor of Ages

nothing sits as
squarely upon
our shoulders
as parenthood

the impossible
task of Sisyphus
seemingly more
rewarding and
less tiring

this boulder the
certainty that if
we were to simply
let go the result
may differ little

but still we labor on
if only to share the
view from the top
for a heartbeat
before slipping
and starting again


home for the holi-daze

i count the days
by the stubble
on my chin

mostly having
forgotten
their names

each today
passes in
a sequence
of real-time
events

until i should
once again
work

up this lather
on the brush
and shave
clean the
re-growth


how kierkegaard got his kicks

a life lived in reverse
ultimately makes
for far more
kicks

as what is yet
to become
should in
fact al-
ready
be

watch now how
time teaches

the leaf to
return to
the tree

the rose to
retract to
its bud

the wave to
rejoin with
the sea

the miracle of
repurposed
eternity


the nature of injustice

decent people who
deserve happy lives

quite often don’t
manage to live

any better than the
rest of us which is

not to say you and
i aren’t decent

but rather that
no one gets it

any easier simply
thru deserving so

not even the
deserving