If he hadn’t died in 1993, my father would have been 97 today. This poem is in honor of him. God bless you, Dad. CONTENT Tired eyes have seen so much. Blowing dust that swallowed lives. Smallpox, caravans of desperation. California, the promised land. Weathered hands have touched the world. A seaman’s tunic … More Poem: “Content”
LOVE IS A LIFETIME Young people don’t know What love is. They think they know But what they see is passion, or the shadow of love Or the promise of love. Passion is a pinch of black powder set off with a match. It’s there and it’s gone. It doesn’t depend on anything … More In Honor of Valentine’s Day
I started off writing poetry a long time ago, and once in a blue moon something strikes me that calls for a poem. Poetry is good for stirring up our descriptive abilities, so there’s that. Anyway, this comes from a dream I had about a month ago. Enjoy. CARIBOU White snow, white fog, white … More Poem: “Caribou”
The Great Adventure 