rainy weather (20180222)

judas iscariot popped up
in my dream
offered me seven bucks
to watch her son in the morning
because he had the chicken pox
and she had to work

i felt bad because
i knew she couldn’t afford
to pay me
not even seven dollars

she cried when i gave her
the damp, worn bills back
and i got the feeling
that she hated me
for it as she walked away
sobbing in torn fishnets
late for her shift in the warehouse

Day 27/30 of the Tupelo 30/30 Project (20170827)

i am in line
it’s a long line even though there are plenty
of registers open and i think when the young woman….


My poem in the line is available to read at the Tupelo 30/30 project page.

Three days left, three days left. Man, the month really flew by, eh?

Day 26/30 of the Tupelo 30/30 Project (20170826)

can you really say
that the stars have no influence
over your life?….


My poem she was tuesday’s child is available to read at the Tupelo 30/30 project page. Today’s poem is brought to you courtesy of a SPONSORED title from D. Ellis Phelps of FORMIDABLE WOMAN SANCTUARY. Also, today is her birthday!

Happy Birthday, D!

Poem 20150924

across the street in the dark
on a well lit playing field
behind chain link
a child no older than three
chases a fluorescent yellow
soccer ball

his dad
i won’t call him father
chases close behind
herding him toward the net
where his mom
wide open for him
to score a goal

he explodes in giggles
and collapses on the ball
that is half as big as he is
and i am so glad
that they are there

Poem 20141202

the child in the raincoat
waits at the curb
for the yellow-slickered crossing guard
to raise the red sign

she splashes through the puddles
kicking he feet up
and stomping them down
and makes it safely to the other side

sometimes, even on dark days
there’s a happy ending