my buddy
December 22, 2008
after playing in snow
he comes home
a confection
be the embracer
December 5, 2008
peace is a choice
do not wait for one’s embrace
be the embracer
Peace Is Free
January 27, 2008
You don’t have to get cleansed
cleared or confirmed
You don’t have to pay tribute
Peace is as free as your next breath
your next smile
Buddy with “tree”
January 12, 2008
Missing Him
December 24, 2007
Let’s work backwards:
First, I will miss him just sitting in his chair
content to smile as if he had no needs –
connected by spirit, happy to be.
I will miss the shuffle of his brave feet
planting the walker ahead like an ice axe;
climbing mountains we could not see.
I will miss him presiding above the fondue
a sorcerer stirring by candle light,
conjuring batches of yuletide glee.
I will miss him saying grace at the helm
from which he would love, work, and lead
a life of no regret, a life of family.
When I Become Santa
December 14, 2007
We move operations south
to Newark, Watts, Bronx
East LA and ten thousand
other empty places.
We begin to make toys for souls.
Peaceful and playful
thoughtful and joyous toys.
Now
unafraid and knowing –
we will walk this earth
giving gifts.
dying for Christmas version 1
December 5, 2007
The tree we cut
and carried
into our home
the one
we shackled
trimmed
sang to
and toasted
(rip a suckling child
from its mother)
(put makeup on a statue)
(be happy at a rape)
now lies on
its side
in the gutter
alone
with hooks
and tinsel
blowing in the wind
Celebration Ale
December 3, 2007
I
will
be gifting
a few six packs
of this festive beer.
Please buy yourself one
as a gift from me!
Happy Holidays!
gather round the glow that is everywhere
November 27, 2007
small mansion
two warm voices
thanksgiving
dirt hut
two warm voices
thanksgiving
I will
November 15, 2007
When I can no longer walk
I will watch.
When I can no longer see
I will listen.
When I can no longer hear
I will tell my stories.
When I can no longer remember
I will make them up.
qazse 