I was talking to my pet monkey
the other day
and he told me
I needed to get out of this junky
place and buy something nice
and turnkey so I’d have more time to
Continue reading My Monkey Holds a Barber Razor
If I were a bird, I’d tweet my song:
an urgent symphony.
and, you are the
only one there Continue reading Urgent Symphony
You soon find out
know it all
it is an immersion of the soul in sheer awe… Continue reading A Walk through the Flower Garden
This is the reality we both live by.
yet, one is one and both pass us by.
the dove returns on TV and I hear its coo.
but, overhear another as if it’s not in my room.
and, I am right, it landed slow a few feet outside my sliding
glass window by my windswept Continue reading Reality is a Dove outside Cooing