RICH PEOPLE GOT PAIN TOO
Gold crown over a toothache
doesn’t help that much
05
RICH PEOPLE GOT PAIN TOO
Gold crown over a toothache
doesn’t help that much
05
YOUNG DRAGON
Young dragon walks
in direction of his breath
surprised by burning feet
DEPRESSION
The ingrown toenail of anger
from not being able to kick
what you’re not able to kick
TAKE TIME TO HEAL
Futures build on scar tissue
not open wounds
THE INNOCENCE OF ARMIES
Each snowflake is unique
You can freeze to death
ten feet from your door
in a blizzard
Every child is beautiful
This is difficult to remember
when they have gathered
into swirling armies
TURNING THE SEPARATOR
Every morning back on the ranch
turning the big heavy crank
Jet turbines whine
Milk comes out the large spout
cream out the small
Handy to remember when reading
the papers or watching TV
METAMORPHOSES
Sunday I rise early
while my love lies layered
in her warm cocoon
Not yet ready to unfold
into the butterfly of the day
JEANNE MARIE WRITES A NEW BOOK
When it rains in Biggar Saskatchewan
a bigger battle begins
Grass and grain sucking straws
to the slurping point
The sun trying as always to extract
far more than its fair tithe
Muddy waters swirling down drains
of gopher and badger holes
Settling through hollows of buffalo wallows
where the buffalo no longer roam
Remainders feeding underground streams
and deep raging rivers
If I put my feet or my ear to the ground
I can almost understand her last poem
Almost hear the next one
SLEEPING WITH YOURSELF
If you think you have no power
try sleeping with a Kennedy
You may find some, but most likely
they will end up with more
If you want to touch vulnerable
try sleeping with a Marilyn
You may find some, but most likely
you will just pile more dirt on her grave
If you can’t find your inner poet
or the painter unafraid to use red
You can always find one willing
to help you find it in their bed
And there may be value in this trail
however tangled dark and faint
For you can sometimes find out where
something is just by finding where it ain’t
BUKOWSKI GOES POSTAL
After fifteen years of sorting mail
sorting mail and carrying mail
Bukowski finally snaps
Leaves the UZI at home
mows them down with a novel