Beauty Is

Beauty is


Hearts of Beholding

decks of cards

coming out at large

rather pet your dog

give a hug

stroke a hog Continue reading “Beauty Is”


Can I Help You?

‘Can I help you?’

the salesperson asks…

‘Yes, I think you can!’ you reply.

‘Well, what can I do for you?’

‘Well, it’s kinda’ hard to put into words,’ you say as it is so obvious

you are holding the floodgate of tears Continue reading “Can I Help You?”

Sitting Under the Poetry Dome

Poor unhappy soul,

(you haven’t found where it is hiding, but be reassured,

it’s there, because they found him and gave him a good hiding…)

whatever gets you through your weary day…

Is OK,

for you somehow made your way home

staggering as Continue reading “Sitting Under the Poetry Dome”

Beneath this old Carved Tree

When you used to search for me,

you found me

by lake forgiveness

beneath this old carved tree.

You always knew where to find me,

when we spoke those  Continue reading “Beneath this old Carved Tree”

Strands of Moonlight

I have a project for you.

I want you to go out to the next full moon, and take a look.

Stand there surrounding yourself in strands of moonlight.


Some calendars have gone queer these days and don’t show the partial and full moon…

Let them all be queer.

I mean, the Continue reading “Strands of Moonlight”

How to Publish a Book

Have you wondered the easiest way how to publish a book? I know from my own experience it’s easier to self publish a book than it used to be. But, these days you can sign up as an author at Continue reading “How to Publish a Book”

Boast not where the Poppies Grow

We escape into yet another day;

boast not where the poppies grow.

we run away.

we don’t know where God hides

himself every day.

we say the wrong things

at all the wrong times.

eat the wrong foods.

we laid with the Continue reading “Boast not where the Poppies Grow”

Rendezvous with Oars

Did you feel you missed the boat

in life

because someone said

both paddles of yours were not in the water

and your rudder was backwards?

So, you had a


with oars

throwing them both Continue reading “Rendezvous with Oars”

Crusty Old Uncle Fred

Blossoms fill the air in spring.

I don’t know the name of the tree

but, I like its fragrance

even though at times,

it makes me sneeze.

When spring comes around next year, I know

I can depend upon that sweet aroma


That smell is in my mind,

which is strange

things from the past

 like your Continue reading “Crusty Old Uncle Fred”