Funeral Political Poems

One man attends the funeral 
for a slain police officer,
murdered while simply doing his job, 
a routine traffic stop, for Christ sake!
The other man attends...

Read More

Friends,
Trumpians,
EcoFeminists

We gather here
to no longer hear divisions
across a win/lose 
zero-sum aisle
so we can see revisions
within a win/win
nonzero-exponential
future free of buried guile.

Green flowing fullness
no longer mourned
for...

Read More

Ashes and Thirst

Evil comes in all shapes, and all sizes. 
We have all heard this many times... before. 
But how truly large, or small can...

Read More

Deprived (sleep)

The small green light
on the radio dial... 
glares at me in the dark. 
It is like a lazar light show going off. 
I threw...

Read More

Angel wait in detonated forms 
black ragged thorns wrapped 
around stained cruciforms…

Singular saints dark faint 
forms hide in corners not 
washed in candlelight 
as crows...

Read More

the boulevard is desolate
as is the light that cracks bleeds 
runs here there everywhere! 

trash drafts like ghosts 
in the flicker of dying neon 
something...

Read More

A chrome gun glittering 
in the hot sun raise, rays radiating 
like a heliographic rainbow,
drawn from shimmering halos 
of inferno light, hot.

White smoke from a...

Read More

Dark hollow words echo 
in my skin for things 
I have done in numerable sins 
counting each a thorn of pain 
dark hollow words distain...

Read More

President Joseph Biden



Is Joe Biden really our President?
That most obtuse White House resident!
Who brought back 1982 sky high inflation!
And thinks he is the MD of...

Read More

Lincoln Special  
Abraham Lincoln’s Funeral Train


Ma, pa, and I dressed in our Sunday outfit, excited for the “Lincoln Special” to come up the track...

Read More

Ghosts in Gray Rains.
All along the rain swept street
Crowed With Ghosts of Lost Sovereign thoughts.
Shadows are carved hard, 
sharp by
Neon Bars. 
My mind wanders in...

Read More

This land of entitlement, 
entertainment and enterprise 
lost burnt broken...despised 
skeletal structures reaching 
griping, clutching, scraping the infernal sky.
arcane factories sit on horizons 
haunt like...

Read More

Panic mongers, hate mongers,
                  traffickers in groupthink. 
The...

Read More

The day Democracy died,
I was a little lad, yea, knee high

Papa turned on the telly
to watch the White House news
Curious to hear if the 
whether...

Read More

You are told there is no pandemic.
You are told it’s all a hoax.
You are told it’s a deep state conspiracy.
Three thousand deaths here, 
 ...

Read More