Honestly, I'm a Liar, & Other Balances & Imbalances

October 31, 2014


This  season

The storms  staid off

Or didn’t  set in

I needn’t pack  sand bags

Nature spared me  the necessity

To save myself from flood


November 21, 2012

Ending An End Chapter






If there would be woods where

Where  in a light clearing  inside

One could hear a pen drop  symphony

I’d see to it  I’d go back to it

I’d go back to a lower

Low key.


Sure, I can, and her, end an end chapter here

Here where sugarcane flourishes

Where swamp orchid garnishes

What you see

(Or maybe  maples run sweeter for her and me)


He’d hoped they’d elope to  low profile

In fact, go back to a lower

Low profile.