summer haiku

July 22, 2008

summer evening
the humming bird feeds
impatiens flutter

spun in ice
the cream we stole from the barn
cools our night

thunderheads rumble
softly in the distance
raindrops

Can you?

July 22, 2008

travel each new day
without thinking
you are better
or less than others.

haiku

July 20, 2008

the mountain curves down
cups the stream in bedrock –
eternal playmates

quicksilver stream
mixes gold and crimson leaves
coloring motion

tonight we huddle
blazing fire gives forth
all we require

a twisp of clouds
approach the silver face
a watching moon

appalachia

July 7, 2008

the footpath scrambles
deeper into this ravine
stones tumble ahead

rendition and rape

June 29, 2008

torture.jpg

The United States
ought to be about
dialogue and diplomacy
solutions and life –

not attack and torture,
rendition and rape.

artist:Gwyneth Leech

Is he gay?

June 25, 2008

Is he gay?
Is she gay?
Who cares…

Bush Burger Recipe

June 19, 2008

Take fellow countrymen –
form into soldiers.

Make a weaker nation
flaming briquettes.

Add some prisoners.

Grill and eat’em.

Call yourself a REAL man.

Dad Wore Hats

June 15, 2008

Not when he should have.

On a cold bright day
he would call out
where is your hat?
while the wind played
in his hair.

Nor the way he should have.

It was always
crunched atop his head
by a nephew or daughter
running around our backyard
at a picnic.

Nor what he should have.

Into the dewy night
the adults would sing
heads touching in harmony
dad smoking a Chesterfield
wearing a bonnet.

concrete god

June 11, 2008

Is God not concrete
enough for you?

Do you need more
than knowing?

Do you need
tricks and promises?
channelers and experts?
pomp and ceremony?

the fear of hell?

Cheer at the altar of his fist.
A beer to celebrate blood on ice.

The enforcer whom you worship
would split your head and not think twice.

These are the heroes we offer –
often naughty, rarely nice.