Category Archives: 30 for 30 Poetry Celebration

Tornado a destructive vortex of violent rotating windsOutside is brightwith grey green light.Sky is black with mountains of clouds.A siren pierceslike an arrow of sounddissolves in thick air.Pressure pounds — blood,skin, even hair feels it.Something might explode.There is a gathering.Feel … Continue reading →

THE RESORT (a recurring dream) Come in and sit down in the coffee-stain brown conference room of the hotel in paradise. Welcome! This won’t take too long. Out the window you see the beach that you came for, the sparkling … Continue reading →

DREAM FALLINGI’m falling furiously fastand yet in slow motiondown down down out of the highest heavensfar above the clouds infinitely fast and yet timelessly present(like it might well have been forthose desperate World Trade Center jumpers who tumbledand flew without … Continue reading →

Family Artsy Empire Tranquil Heavenly blue skiesTwinkling sparkling celestial stars.Let’s get on with spectacular show, something for everyone.Lights, camera action!Everyone in talented family is happy as can be.Hearts filled with happiness and phenomenal glee.Family Artsy Empire is formed by God … Continue reading →

I Dreamed of Home…dirt road of rutted red clay leading past overgrown fields, tobacco barn, beyond trees posted, “No Trespassing.”My dream of home so real: red brick, white columns, wide porchwe sat on in profligate thunderstorms, sky dark, emptying,the only … Continue reading →

Shapeshifting Nightmarenightmareapple tree freedwalking toward me I rest at its trunk,watch it teeter, push it back with hidden strengthnightmaretransforming headseyed to eyeless transforming bodywinged to winglesswill I see or will I fly?nightmare cat in the microwavehairless but alive.am I the … Continue reading →

Last night I dreamt of:A New York City apartmentUnfinished with doors and window panes propped open and nails strewn aboutWe were roommates, once again like we were in collegeSo much hope to get the apartment done but it remained unfinished…A … Continue reading →

A walk with you, father There’s spirituality in a walk with you, father.Our steady pace on city sidewalks gives way to a leisurely stroll on a far country lane.Our strides match in tempo over pebbles dug in dirt, and we … Continue reading →

Out of This Earth There’s a narrow path along the railroad tracks I follow to a small station. I ask the stationmaster, who looks like Carl Jung, what time the train for Duluth leaves. He strokes his white mustache and … Continue reading →

Perchance to DreamAfter reading the news, I dreamt of destructionas if I’d been there. Nothing is as it should be.For instance, a country claimed to investigate itselfwith pious transparency in the fog of war.Using precision ammunition made in factories,men killed … Continue reading →