Selected Poems

Premonitions of June

I foresee sheets in pink
and yellow plaid

squash and berries
stealing every scene,

all but those scenes
stolen by black ants

in which case, sheets I see
are white and red.

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Guilt is a bellicose brawler

Guilt is a bellicose brawler,
malevolent mauler of mind
who batters and blows
his victims, then shows
them pictures of life in rewind

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Syncopated Sleep Pattern

Brass bed blanketed
by rose-red velvet
next to open French-window
floor to ceiling sheers billow
willed by treble wind's bellow
dreamt the tender tone.

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Them's Some Handsome Hands

(Inspired by the writings of Gertrude Stein)

Handsome hands sometimes sunder
under understated stands,
overwhelm me, whelm me over
clover, lover, over, O!
Them's some handsome hands.

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Suspended in Air

Enwrapped in an aerosol matter
as dense as a permanent wood,
the fog caused my focus to flatter
the fine mist of mystical good,
that draped the day's face like a veil,
chimerical vizard of lace,
embraced the gray slate and the shale
and then dissipated into space.