I write occasional poetry. Something breaks the surface and I’m lucky enough to see it. You don’t want to let go, so you build a poem for it, or to it, to share. Maybe someone else sees it too.
Not Jordan
I wear socks marked L and R
In between, we choose
Nothing is above grace | Nothing is below
Harrow & Tarry
Life is grand –never goes as planned!
Missalettes
I took them Home to read By myself
Gyroscope of Crows
Circles move within circles
Just Leaving, I’ve Arrived…
One root but many leaves (not a tree)
Haikukuku
My lover breathing .. My heartbeat ..
FDR Drive
The river flows .. The traffic slows ..
F O A M
We walked along .. Side by side .. The plover plied
The Performist
I’m not deep but I’m into you
We Ride!
We ride .. We roll .. We rode .. My soul
Just , So
outside the ice cream shop in Inishmore
Apologies to Dr. Williams & Thanks to Ms. Thunberg
so much depends upon a blue iceberg calved
the Peddler
his pack holds my attention
American Mural
Sleeping red on a white t-shirt under blue sky
Kevin Curnin 