Each Day
Each Day is a poem come to life. Good days, miracles. Bad days, termites.…
Each Day is a poem come to life. Good days, miracles. Bad days, termites.…
Sunday, October 11, I was invited to read poems at the Beat Museum in San Francisco. Great audience. Great fun. Here are the poems I read (and sang!). They've all appeared on Wattpad before, but here they are together with my introductory commentary. I'll post a link to the sound file if you'd like to hear them on Soundcloud. If you want to see a video of the entire 12-minute reading on YouTube, the link is https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LRXjmQIuqrM. If you want to hear (without video) individual poems (one or two minutes each), go to the "External link" button at the bottom of each page. Enjoy...…
New poems about how it was and still might be. Hate the hippies? Sorry. You may leave now.…
Life is a circle. For people, for dogs. Do circles end?…
Poems in awe of children, love, the perfume of earth.…
There's dirt under my fingernails, sawdust in my hair. I'm proud to say I hammer nails. Install toilets. Hang drywall. Welcome to the construction zone.Note: I've had to "unpublish" a few poems from this collection because they are going to appear in various magazines. Sorry if you missed them. And a big warm thank-you to all the readers who read and commented and supported me. You've helped me grow as a writer. Hugs to you.…
Poor in money. Rich in family.…
An addiction. Highs, lows. Dependence, craving. And children.…
and other poems...…
Body parts - we've all got 'em.…
a story in haiku…
"Sweet Susan" is part of a novel/podcast called "Four Dog Riot" by Joe Cottonwood. The singer is Will Fourt.…
Mimi has a secret bedroom at the mall. Bowie has a criminal record. Hoot collects waterfalls. Jaz is counting to a billion, one by one. Two boys, two girls. An old guitar. Each hiding a secret. Each vibrant with life.…