The Cost

Sometimes love is not enough,
sometimes all the rainbow doesn’t lift
the heart from the basement of us,

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The Shut-in’s Regrets

Go now and build your grave
against your life’s pitiful cries,
and when the end is drawing near

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New Beasts

Unlike all the beasts we have known,
murders, thieves, and miscreants
there now arises a wickedness
that cannot be measured in neat units
or fit into convenient little molds.

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Attempting as many types of line breaks as I can in as short of poem as possible.

The poem breaks
with rhyme or makes
it’s way across the page

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Poets Bend Your Lines

We poets do not live
within the confines of margins;
poetry itself lives

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Easter Eggs

I want you to carry my eggs;
I trust you and the care that you take,
yet I know that you are afraid,

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Hellhounds

Standing at the crossroads
I heard the devil sing his song
and he tuned my guitar,

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No More Gold Gods

No more porcelain gods,
or the prejudice for the painted gods,
or the gods of plastic and oil;

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In Summer We Stand Up

Now that the summer’s gone
and the Station Wagon is rusted
into the American lexicon,

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Artificial Intelligence

A.I. is the genie,
and we are the question;

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On a Bad Marriage

Everyday was exactly the same,
and the night did nothing,
and staying weighed me like an elephant

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Some Say (On Phidias’s Zeus)

Some say that time consumes all,
but Phidias’s statue’s beauty
did not disappear with a thousand falls;

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Lullaby

We are living in Orwell’s mind,
while Huxley sings his lullaby

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When All The World

From the doves that pepper the somber sky
to the slate that ashen’s the dappled day

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You Have To Do More Than Dream

We have engaged in a silence
so profound, it approaches stupidity;

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Both Sides

They came, they saw,
and they conquered;
we stayed and witnessed,
and they abused us.

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I See a Darkness

I will not be remembered,
not in the history classes
or in the breath
that fogs rose colored glasses
when widows weep at dawn.

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Blacker Than Black

Reading the newspaper:
It said, new material blacker

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O’ Liberty – An Acrostic Poem

Liberty’s wields her sword
in most imperceptible ways,

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To Be Human

To destroy is to be human,
we’d sell the sun to buy a candle;

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