Best Gall Poems

His day had come, and so He went and prayed.
The woes of all mankind upon him weighed.
His brethren slept; He knew what would befall.
His enemies...

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Two Silly Fools (at the coffee shop)


The shop was full
Only one seat to spare
Excuse me sirs, can I have a chair?
Why yes they said, smiles...

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A final ugly bellow followed by the front door's slam and then. . .
the natural and sweet respite of silence. 
She remained where he'd left...

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I could pound her head against a brick wall
or find some modicum of logic to install
but those would probably do no good at all
for she...

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To the sound of pelting rain, she woke in early morning
Upon the tattered tin roof, it rhythmically pitter pattered
No sunlight peeked through clouds on daylight's...

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Horrible, my map upended our time with boot camp son.
Horrible to get back to base, not be caught, had to run.

Horrible, to see Mom hurried...

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They pursued it with vigor, they pursued it with crass
They hunted with valor and hope
They proceeded with a dose of good Knightly sass
They chased it...

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A Spiritual Narrative

Love Is to be, or not to be, you see
The soul’s choice to be , is made freely
Love , the source, of course,...

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(after Edgar Allan Poe's "The Angel of the Odd")

It was a tidy day and I sat, replete, under vellux blankets.
Sadly, my tea was weak, the...

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Summer’s winding down, it’s chillier with the new born morning dew.
So I ran out to finish painting my house, before caught in winter’s Noose.
Yeah! I...

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Rick Springfield's Jesse's Girl was playing on the radio,
we were all partying guys and girls out on my patio.
I prayed no one or you would...

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Dearest Santa, my one wish may seem strange
but please do not interpret me as snide.
I wish this kindness so please do arrange  
my Christmas...

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See that familiar form:
Happy joy strikes a norm,
Warm refuge from life's storms.


Sense a fond smile now squeeze:
Heart flutters in the breeze,
Kind comfort in harsh sneeze.


Delight...

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There is an antique writing desk
in my little study
handed-me-down
from generations of would-be
writers in my family

And there are ancient creatures
from days gone by
living in this old...

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Calling oneself a poet takes unmitigated gall and guts  
And he or she should be prepared 
To throw oneself off a high cliff
Or under...

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