Long Five dollar bill Poems

As a very young child,                              ...

Read More

I believe in synchronicity and the wonders therein contained…
I believe in angels and miracles and the mystery of the unexplained.

Chrissy was a friend of our daughter…growing up their friendship was like glue…
I remember in high...

Read More

I sat at the counter in the corner coffee shop sipping a latte.  It was a dark dreary 
rainy   day.  I was lost in my own thoughts when a woman brushed...

Read More

"Who will believe a mountebank? Everyone if she is good." ~Andy Griffith~ 

Carefully she wrote on the back of a fifty dollar bill. 
”Have a happy birthday dear, I know you will”
After writing that sweet...

Read More

Anti-Poem – “At The Hollywood Plaza With Eddie And Dolores”

(Poet’s Instruction – Kindly play “You Can’t Be True, Dear,” by Ken Griffin, 1946, while reading).

she be smelling mighty good my dolores
she be my mexican chick...

Read More

hell's present
don't you remember?
the game they played
as addictive as it was

Set this off

surrounded by demons here
playing the same game

did you forget something?
remember me?
your hell hath no fury
not anymore

the devil ran for the door
gone into hiding
full...

Read More

On the main floor of the bus station in the windy city,                       ...

Read More

Getting clean and sober.
Tired of all the beatings and the hatred of the people for the poor and homeless 
man
Working and justifying all eye am.
Working for a FIVE DOLLAR bill to get more beer.
Becoming drunkard...

Read More

I was walking toward a local shop,
when I felt a tug on my sleeve
What I saw made me stop
I knew I wouldn't get to leave.

A little girl, in tears stood there,
she didn't look to be...

Read More

She insisted on her own way.
Every holiday was at her house.
I am the matriarch, she said. I have the most children.
So I had thirteen, because she had twelve.
It did not make any difference. My husband...

Read More

Firstly the alligator belt has to go.
The highly polished pearl handled pistol
should not be on my slim hips 
in a kindergarten.
I’m swearing of sugar and rum.
Blue suede shoes were never that cool anyway,
I have left...

Read More

Today my husband and I decided to clean out the car, together.
Only I thought I was doing it alone, until he came out.
Okay, I quit, I said, knowing what happens when he gets in my...

Read More

i pray for better days
damona prays for another bone
i pray for damona's health and well being
damona prays for the safety of our next home
i pray for the strength of our underfed bodies to remain intact
damona...

Read More

They drafted my body for South Vietnam,
I said take a look, Can’t you see what I am?
A gay and a Commie and I take LSD,
They said “Son, you look like a soldier to me.”

Although I...

Read More

We all avoided Miss Kay’s house; she was an old maid.
No one wanted to get moldy cookies or pink lemonade.
We ran past her stoop, not wanting to ring the bell as it stood.
We knew whatever...

Read More

out on the streets a beggar man,
my tainted hat stretched out for alms,
flowing past me, the city crowds,
they rush away, show empty palms!

people lost in their rainbow dreams,
one by one, go their  hurried way,
a...

Read More