Just Another Poet

Just Another Poet

Just another poet. There will always be another poet to take my place.

In My Will

In My Will

In my will, there will be a pinball machine. A renovated jukebox from American Pickers, a cable TV show. For the taverns, bars…

Crows

Crows

Tired of hunger
tired of emptiness

Crypt in the Sky

Crypt in the Sky

please don’t bury me beneath
this ground, don’t let me decay

Most Poems

Most Poems

Most poems are pounded out in emotional flesh, sometimes physical skin scalped feelings. It’s a Jesus hanging on a cross a Mary kneeling…

Poets Die (V2)

Poets Die (V2)

Why do poets die; linger in youth addicted to death.

Leaving Mt. Baldy, Leonard Cohen

Leaving Mt. Baldy, Leonard Cohen

I came down from that mountain after many years of study and rigorous practice.