Rain Father Son Poems

A man can fail many times, but he isn't a failure until he begins to blame somebody else. John Burroughs

This is not a sad poem,
but...

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   Dulcimer dewdrops
 paint the leafy canvas,
hungry mouthlings bobbing 
   a rambunctious sway 
   from
clear pleasure of impact to...

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Tears are falling from the sky.
The Angels,
They weep for their fallen brother,
Now for a second time.

They watch as his broken wings shrivel into nothingness,
And his...

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nestled in the lee of a thick flint wall 
guys taut, grappling to hold firm
our canvas castle shook and shuddered
flimsy but somehow reassuring respite
as mountain...

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As his young son returned from the garden his father asked,
What do you do out there for hours?”
His son said with an innocent smile, “I’m...

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Biden's Book Has Roses And Shame

Joe
Biden
And his son
Hunter mayhem
Puts dark clouds to rain
On his father's parade
Where Joe is prim and proper
His son a clown on...

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He remembers asking his dad, as they gazed up at the sky one night…
“Where do the stars go during the day, Dad?  Who turns...

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When someone you're close to and love dies, it doesn't get better with time. 
That love solidifys and rots in the center of your heart....

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Pale flower, tuber of the mother,
Unfathered but by stony hard ungiving, 
Every petal leaf down droops with rain,
Not quite living.

Frail power, yet each of three
By...

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puddles in potholes 
damp cool morning will burn
before monsoon busts open

achy stiff start per usual
body creaks to the bathroom
teeth brushed face splashed
hair undisheveling--attempted
throw on a...

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You arrived on a splendid December day, as I recall.
I relived when we came home; I let out a large sigh.
I put my elbows on...

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God loves me and I love God
God is love and love is God

God wrote me down 
   On the empty page
Colored me vibrant
...

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Heavenly Father of righteousness
the long path I lay in dreadful darkness
may tomorrow be inundated by light,
not darkened by rain-swollen clouds;
I seek serenity, not another tempest.

Heavenly...

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He was a raised hand,
Striking down his past. 

Delivering sutures 
To each of the futures 
He touched.

Braying of donkeys 
Echoing in his background.

A passing cloud,...

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I‘d been staying with pa - my folks got a divorce
and pa took me to the local greyhound course 
Pa’s greyhound was running, he runs...

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