Cocoon

I go about my day wrapped in respectability, drowning in duty, displaying my pleasant smile, gracefully answering minutiae, never ruffling the waters, never stirring the stew. But after dinner in the twilight I play the piano — Tear off the mask, rip open the...

A note on my “Coffee Cafe Customers” poems

I spend many late afternoons at a local bookstore cafe, watching the customers study, relax, and relate. I am often reminded of other writers—Hemingway and Fitzgerald—who frequented the cafes of Paris and gained inspiration from their clientele. In my own humble way,...

A Response to Trump’s Decree: Hiss!

The poetry magazine, “Rattle” posted a photograph of a startled black cat with a bristling tail and asked folks to write a poem in response based on that image.  Here is my contribution. A Response to Trump’s Decree: Hiss! Hiss! You startled me. Why?...

Coffee Cafe Customer: The Barista

This is a poem I shared at last month’s Open Mic Poetry Reading at Dagney’s.  If you enjoy hearing poetry from folks from all ages and all walks of life, I invite you to come out next First Friday Night at 6:00 pm at the downtown Dagney’s (Corner of...