Both, Not Either

When speaking with those whose opinions differ from mine be it politics or faith or approach to life I can look at it as an either-or where I am right and they are wrong and try to win an argument It rarely works Or with a little creativity I can see an opportunity for a … More Both, Not Either

At the Diner

“Pray tell, kind sir, what culinary pleasure can I bestow upon you today?” She poises her pen upon her pad and awaits his response.   “Um, I’d like some scrambled eggs. Do ya’ll have grits? I sure do like grits with butter or lordy they are down right scrumptious with gravy. Got any red-eye gravy … More At the Diner

Red Flags

Memo of a missing payment Returning home to smell of smoke Increasing shore lines Anger rising A mystery pain in your chest What to do with red flags? Notice them and face the issue? Make them white flags of surrender? Let them drape your life in terror? Or turn them into roses? Photo by Gian … More Red Flags

Eternal Joy

Like flowers and grasses, bow your lips to the stream drink of life forces that flow unfettered O my heart-friends, taste deep of Eternal Joy! so that your countenance will inspire joy in others Here where wine dances and soul-music plays enjoy the pleasures of your finite human form Speculation and grief find no life … More Eternal Joy

Playing Pigs

It’s a gamble do I roll again or stick? If I roll a nothing, I have risked it all If I roll a something I get to roll again All or nothing it’s a gamble not so much like life where if I lose I often still get another chance Yet it reminds me that … More Playing Pigs

Letting Go

Letting go of memorized reactions to familiar situations is an art I try to practice Because I’m at the end of my rote.    Day 13 prompt (I know I am a day behind…): Write a poem in which the words or meaning of a familiar phrase get up-ended.   Photo by Blake Wheeler courtesy … More Letting Go


The sun has set but she has not come home. Calling for her again and again, her little whiskered face does not appear at the front door or the door wall. The night air is calm with the new warmth of early spring. Yet, was there not a coyote in the back yard just last … More Lost