Long Doorknob Poems

I used to dream of a dark hall. Dim. Empty with thick cheap navy curtains. 
The breeze. It felt hot and old. It shivered in the curtains that lined the walls on both sides.
The breeze....

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I used to dream of a dark hall. Dim. Empty with thick cheap navy curtains. 
The breeze. It felt hot and old. It shivered in the curtains that lined the walls on both sides.
The breeze....

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I was wiping the dust off an old snow globe in the upstairs attic, when a mop of honey-blonde hair suddenly appeared through the wooden flooring.
     "I thought I'd find you...

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The Cold Doorknobs 

I.
I am sure there will be that profound moment in time
when the dog out back will stop its incessant yapping,
Its unrelenting impulse to belch out its interminable wails, 
alas, to inform its...

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Remorseless sweaty palms

despite being prescribed glycopyrrolate.

Though the angst riddled psyche of mine crafted youth, long since receded, ebbed in the past, infringement, impingement, and indecent wracking wrath of mental illness, that even as a middle...

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So yall, here are some sayings. Some are from wayyyy back in the day, I’m talking ‘bout the 70’s up to current, and they all have meanings. Many of you may have heard them and...

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At last I was a fruitful writer, and my new novel was selling well,
Like the stars of a moonlit evening, putting lovers under a spell.

I had ever loved self expression, the power and beauty of...

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She was eighteen
Graduation Day
Valedictorian
The Girl got Straight A’s
Mother says, 'I’m proud of you.
Your hard work is gonna pay.
I know it's been a long road
But you've carried your load."
The girl looks over her shoulders
And scans through...

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In the early 70’s my husband and our first baby, Angela, moved to Muscatine, Iowa, in the middle of the night, in the summer time.  At 7:00 a.m. the next door neighbor rang the...

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In the early 70’s my husband and our first baby, Angela, moved to Muscatine, Iowa, in the middle of the night, in the summer time.  At 7:00 a.m. the next door neighbor rang the...

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Sometimes, in the dead of night
When all our fast asleep
We are startled awake by a loud and pernicious
Rapping sound, a bang bang banging sound

Like someone, or something
Breaking through our front door
Ready to take us, devour...

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Many times, I stared at it from my bedroom. Every time I looked at it, it sent chills down my spine, and it rose the hairs on my skin. I fear it, I've always feared...

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And left without realizing I understood nothing 
I shrugged it off with a lump in my throat 
I tripped and stumbled over to the countertop 
And paused 
An inkling of a memory grew in head...

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"Hello?”  Came a voice from the other side of the door
She paused, knocked again and then once more.
She turned the knob, walked inside and went to the fridge.
She opened it and began to pillage
Her...

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A Family home stands empty
dust has gathered where once the surfaces gleamed 
silence, no voices and laughter
now greet as in times now gone. 

The day has arrived, dreaded, put off for so long
Parents passed within...

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heard ENOUGH about the debt ceiling yet?
have you been beaten over the head with
FEAR
as a citizen of this american empire that
spreads both its hands (a baton in each)
to pummel all those on this planet 
(with...

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Memories, Long Sad Journey,
     
Bitter cold that Saturday morning, late in November 1969, I could see my breath parading before me. No breakfast as I had quietly left the house and...

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A Demanding Steed

Once upon a crisp Winter morning, while the cardinals so lively, announced the awakening of a new day. 
I sprang out of bed, pressed play on the radio, and begin to dress for...

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we had all grown used to seeing me in a hospital bed
but this time, 
i don’t know if i’ll pull through.

my mother is a brilliant woman.
strong and tenacious.
i can feel her anxiety building
as my blood...

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I went to visit my friend, Frank
I shouted his name and to no response...
this was the first time in six months 
that I went to visit him....
he already depressed about losing his father
and having his...

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Jill Nando hosted "Crimewatch" a TV show
She was shot dead, who did it we don't know.
Lot of cases not solved, not even all crimes known
Keep a low profile or enter a danger zone.

Plutonium was found...

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Sweaty Palms – Chronic Woe Renders...
Po' Whet Tick Dampened Curse = A
Worse Fate Than Death!

...of Google I now know sweaty 
palms sports dignified name 
known as palmar hyperhidrosis. 
Here all along (meaning major 
of my...

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~One key
             Two keys
                   ...

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She’s trying to be strong.  Not like so many times before. Honestly, this is abuse.  She has a punch-drunk sense of reason at this point.  The distance is old, the winter is...

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Love is overrated 
Misunderstood, miscalculated.
It is the morning mist,
A dew rested on the grass.
In the warmth, it ceases to exist.
with the heat of the sun, it's gone.
Love demands caring, 
Demands nourishment,
The constant attention of 5minus4...

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