Best Egress Poems

Drive mindfully, dear children, as you traverse hurdled highways of life,
Cognizant that adjacent to an oasis of joy, lies a desert brooding strife;
Assume charge of...

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The Bedouins, bequeathed with the sacred beauty of paradise harsh,
trusted guardians of jealous gorges and gifted groves
lead me from the Wadi Musa to the humble...

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Winds were among first to notice
Fragrant air blowing fresh breeze 
Stemming from your pristine vicinity
Extolling prospects of your visit,

Announced by the birds in flight
Message circulated...

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Of Dandelions and Roses

Among the bricks and stones
dandelions persist, finding
any smallest egress to pop 
through.

My Irish Grammie called me
her "Rose so sweet"
Truth is - I...

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love is something that you should respect
for of all emotions it's worst harm is regret
it gives freely with no thought to object
from one to another...

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Donald, what are you doing with all those trash cans?
Building a wall Mom, I have some great plans.
Don't worry Mom the neighbor will pay,
I'll make...

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Freyja’s Rival


( And may the Great Queen of the Norse Forgive me )



It’s a sun scintillation of a today
The sky a sharp atmospheric
Crystal blue chimes
Reaches...

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I pressed my face against the thick pane of glass
And stared out into the black of nearest space
Where my planet-home Earth hung suspended 
Like a...

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Evening Hours 

An azure sky is being defeated 
by a shadow world where
a persistent half-moon is already
making its way up the silken expanses 
of blackest...

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It was midnight, 
  solemn residue in the moonlight
  inched along the staircase shadows began to sway,
a flickering of candlelight 
  resting...

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Now is going on through a secret way
Between the martyrdoms and the ground wall,
My master, and I behind him to stay.

“Oh highest virtue, who me...

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(This is an evolving story. I keep adding verses until I'm done.)



When I was 
eighty-two, 
I went to live alone 
knowing the money would 
forever...

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Lost and Found

My name is Daniel. For 70 years--from age 14 to age 84--
I was incomplete, bereft of mother, father, my identical
twin brother Joshua, and...

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Like a tumbleweed aimlessly blowing in the wind
across infinitely open and wide prairie home companion land
(which wasteland famously epitomized by T.S. Elliot)
a barren vista ravages...

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having arrived at this juncture
of learning the man made structure
of creations, gods, demons and time
and various situations not quite so sublime
where nothing under the sun...

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