Best Quarter Poems

Desirous dust devils dance for a glowing gold god,
withering winds wandering whither they wish.

Silenced as shadows stretch, silhouetting strange shapes,
elongated ellipses etching the expansive emptiness.

Quickly cooling, the sunset slathers the sky in carnelian colors.

Deep desert darkness descends, a moonless diaphanous dome.
Looming above us, the luminous...

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Bright last quarter, soft, cool moon
Blue-gray sky, sun rising soon.
Pearl-like gem in heaven's row
Lead us to sun's brilliant show.

Morning light on soft feet creeps
Showing us such verdant keeps.
Birds awake and sing their tune
Chirp, chirp at the passing moon.

Great owl sweeps a field for prey
Folks arise,...

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You said I wasn't worth a plug nickel 
But you offered a penny for my thoughts, 
So I gave you my two cents 
And turned on a dime...

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Some would call me homeless.  I call myself a traveler.  In this city I traverse the wonder of human art and nature's beauty as if the two have melded together as one.  The ornate iron railings seem to grow into the sweet...

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A BRIDGE OVER THE RIVER QUIET

‘Tis the infancy of yet another day
And I hear it crying for its bottle now
But I know the sun is no child anyway
It can be a sadistic son and it will teach you how  

I live under a tunnel...

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She likes to snowboard
I'm a beast on skis
She is about the cold
Summer works best for me

Her cranberry spiked absolute
My scotch is on the rocks
She's thick, artistic, astute
I'm a chip off the old block

She likes women
Hey look, so do I
she's smart, ambitious, driven
I've got this poetic...

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Dere once was a goil in da Quawta
Who never did do what she oughtta.
She stripped down one night
--Dat was really a sight--
Till NOPD come and caughtta!...

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Bucky: 
Why didn't you remind people
that spacetime relativityship
is double-bound temporal 
and fractally revolutioned rhythm
under the RNA Root-Zero Metric Assumption
of 3 spatial-CAG 
and 1 bilateral U dipolar progenitive time-functional only dimension
equals a Zero-Moment (+/-,-)c-squared spacetime-centric
balancing thermodynamic theory?

Einstein:
Why didn't you choose my word "relativity"
rather than your more...

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quarter past midnight
dad’s wild footstep, as he goes
to change diaper...

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"I moved through the Quarter
as if through a stage-set to an opera
which, having finished its run,
might be struck at any moment."
      John Wray, Canaan's Tongue

I move through this post-selection Quarter
as if a Fat Lady on an opera stage
which I must...

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Somewhere in the silence
Of what might have been
A memory walks to the Jukebox
'Drops a quarter in......

That old song was just waiting
For her sweet embrace....
But the edge of forever
Cuts deep down my face

Where hurt meets the dance floor
That waltz,  we loved... flows
As hell has an...

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Not yet long into the night, a translucent mist hovers,
cold as it settles upon the fine hairs.
Runty knobs form along the exposed skin,
an insufferable chill has come to the Quarter.
Secured dwellings sheltering those from who prey in the dark,
prowling the vulnerable, pilfering life from the...

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If unused, tho filled with many memories,
This favorite pen         hesitates

Applesauce, blush-rose colored, lovingly Handmade from apples invented by grandfather's
Fellow professor friend at Ann Arbor
(Dr. Charles Haralson) zipped into a few
Freezer bags, accompanied our last
Roast pork dinner

Chili peppers,...

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your breakin my heart
amelia needs a gum store
downtown,on the set...

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Silently my mind drifts,
what happen?
only god knows,
I thought I heard a knocking,
then a whisper,
but was too sleepy to answer.
I wander through the busy towns,
viewing man’s midnight secret.
magnificent, gliding with the night,
when your eyes are closed.

Suddenly a knock on the door,
pulling me breathlessly from my cotton...

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