Son Culture Poems

Say you're tired of it and be done with it
Say hello again to the pretend I know what I am doing
All I know is well...

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This brisk, sunny March morning, I return from delivering my son to his adult daycare van.  

Upon opening The Norwich Times, I delight to...

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Route, pronounced either ROOT or ROWT, is pronounced ROWT in this poem.
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Jesus came down and lived with us, he felt our pain.
He shared his love...

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Unexpected Coming

By Mark D. Stucky

“Therefore you also be ready, for the Son of Man is coming at an hour you do not expect.” (Luke 12:40)

Nobody...

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Fire came out of  the grave of Prince 
Ruhongeka ( Luhongeka)  Ngengethe Mussabwa. 
After the killing of King Mussabwa Kamango by
 the Colonial army...

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Said the Palestinians
to their Israeli neighbors
singing and dancing
karaoke on the Strip

I wish I knew
how to pursue
dual citizenship
as readily
as you

To which Israelis
responded to their Muslim neighbors
dancing...

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the outrage caused her to curse and lie.
She told her people of the story of
the sycamore Gap Tree: near
Hadrian's Wall. The stems that grows largest...

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I'm a christian Nudist,
I believe that the only way to find true pleasure as a christian,
Is to give up all worldly belongings, live as a...

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Alarm clock screams, it's time to rise,
bye bye sleepy dreams, into the lows from last night's highs,
ready yourself for the line or the cubicle cage,
tell...

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One week passed before Polly
Called. Molly and Dolly agreed 
To change the meeting 
Location. "We'll meet at the 
Small Park near by where we 
Used...

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These are modern English translations of ancient Egyptian Harper's songs. 

Harper's Song: Tomb of Djehutiemheb
translation by Michael R. Burch

The sky is opened for you,
the earth...

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I could not do what you are mandated to do
every day on society's justice bench,
weighing retributive justice 
against restorative healing.

I cannot look with any comfort
at...

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may not be Socrates, can yet be wise,
may be not Gandhi, but you can be nice,
not like Elton, that does not make you hoarse,
any vista...

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Two Fridays ago, a fowl thief 
Ruled over hearts, pets, relationships
Broke in (burglary) during my absence
Took Mr. Five (her half- brother) for his unearned pot
I...

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It’s elko noice to be back in the sprawling, claustrophobic infinity of college.

I love the energy, the hubbub, the moving ins, the lines for everything...

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