Monday, April 30, 2012

Red tail-lights--

red tail-lights
string along the road
my eyes bunch them
into clusters of fluorescent glare


(you can do a lot of fun things with your eyes when you have awful eyesight and wear glasses)

Monday, April 23, 2012

New Mexico fields with foothills

     new mexico fields with foothills
it’s not loneliness
but peaceful emptiness
the fields lie quietly, dreamily
at the hill’s feet
silently they exchange thoughts
slowly knowing

(This is my other first poem. Hey, I was 12, ok?)

Monday, April 16, 2012


i am bone of your bone
flesh of your flesh
your voice, warm with wisdom
continually echoes
the mind is ruler over the body
the will can tame the desire
wise words
tell me, where did you find such wise words?
I am enlightened now
beyond the reach of your mean mind
i find myself wondering how
uneducated, untaught, you say such things
in the final analysis
(they tell me it is a clinical disorder)
my mind, as you so strongly said
has ruled my body
and now,
i wish that i could kill my aching sphere of thought

 (just playing with words, remember? I like my mom, even if we drive each other nuts. No, this is not about her. I was just playing!)

Monday, April 9, 2012

My garden--

My garden is heavy-rimmed
folded and skirted with green
bared to the sun and sky
pitiful, young and still
the weeds grow thick
blossom soft
beneath them worlds settle
ants scurry
leisurely june-bugs trundle to and fro from naps
mosquito hawks hover
like planes above a mystic jungle


Monday, April 2, 2012