Thursday, November 28, 2013


Missives missing marks

lost in mist meaning ether

feelings unspoken.

Sunday, September 22, 2013

scarf haiku

the words we don't write

 the way you wore the green scarf

 like it meant nothing

Monday, June 25, 2012

The girlfriend and sundress in question...

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

baseball poem

frozen cleat marks
behind the backstop
bare branches creaking
in the cold winter wind
the mound stands naked
within an infield
clothed in white
snow on the bleachers
where fans will sit again
when spring comes
dreams thaw
and the boys play
on grass grown anew

60 days until pitchers and catchers report.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

While waiting, watching, listening at my son's aikido class

Turn the feet, turn the hips
words, levers, passing lips
finding right ones
forces change
old feeling runs
as ideas rearrange
shocking talking
biting writing
whipped opinions
at the end of a rope
the power to move you
starts with hope.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

written narcissist

He's infatuated with the sound of his own pen.

Friday, September 26, 2008

first rain

the dusty musty smell of asphalt at first rain
assaults nostrils
triggers memories of drought and relief
dirty unseen steam signifies the sky's release
before rivulets before mud before lifeblood moistens roots
the odor of filth and oil, spit and piss
called forth by the storm's vanguard
an ugly mirror
clean clouds pour down pure water
and the city reflects back a black dank stink
it reminds me of LA, it reminds me of home.