Happy New Year! For the past several years, I’ve been writing homages to a wide range of people who have passed this year. The verses are in no particular order and some of them are well-known and many were unknown to me, but all of them led fascinating lives. These verses are not meant to … Read More
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Ten Thousand Hours
This is my last post on behalf of The Center For New Americans. You contributed nearly $1000. Thanks so much! Keep in touch! Ten Thousand Hours Ten thousand hours you get good No matter what you do I tried it out to see if it could Get over you My technique little bit weak my … Read More
Too Many
Too many dogs too many ukuleles Too many jog make me feel lazy Too many “Awwww!” Facebook baby Too many dogs too many ukuleles Too many canines, too many chords Too many great times I can’t afford Too much Brooklyn too many beards Too many good lookin’ not enough weird You might say there are … Read More
Your Name
So much in my life to be grateful for. High on that list would be Olivia, my daughter. I wrote this while reflecting on the day she was born. Your Name Click Here for Slideshow/song Why is it that words like these seem dull and cold? Is it because there is no word tender enough … Read More
Thomas A. Turkey 2019-2019
Thomas A. Turkey 2019-2019 We grieve Tom Turkey, my what a shame Richly deserving of much wider acclaim We say goodbye, with a prayer sacred, stately: “No, it’s not dry, I just really like gravy!” He knew from the start like Papa and Mama He’d play his part in the white and dark drama And … Read More
Call Out Our Names
I came to Cincinnati when I was ten with my sister and my daddy and my mama’s best friend We’d left Lafayette on a midnight moon Mama was a waitress, worked till noon. I silently died in the back of the car Sister cried quietly in my arms We hid under covers ‘neath a midnight … Read More
I Was a Pilgrim!
I Was a Pilgrim Oft I’ve wondered out under the sky (OK, “oft” is a number not that high Too much pollution no planetarium close And too much abuse of my ambien dose) But here’s what I’d wonder if I stayed up late: Is it nature or nurture that parlays our fate? Physics might surely … Read More
The Lonely Hat
THE LONELY HAT It was seven in the morning, seven below I was livin’ in a little town in Ohio I was walkin’ my dog, his name was Joe When we saw a curiosity in the snow It was a lonely hat, blue and black Dirty but furry with floppy earflaps I picked it up, … Read More