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I rescued a friendly feral cat
and named her Petunia before discovering she was a he and people wondered why I gave him away... first appeared on Botaiku June 28, 2015
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deciduous forests
slowly reclaim asphalt plains first appeared in The Oak v3#3 May 1993 collected in Olives October 20, 1995 reprinted in Images May 7, 2003 reprinted in Micropoetry July 22, 2015 Pennsic
approaches and big plans shrink to fit the time left as practicality wins out a condensed version of this tanka appeared on Heart Soup Poems March 14, 2015 it appears in this form in 'Modern Poems of Pennsic' another year brings
big plans, hard work, high hopes and great expectations This haiku appears in 'Modern Poems of Pennsic' the busy crowds pass
filled with old friends & lovers distant but not gone first appeared in the online version of Haiku Journal on April 10, 2015 reprinted in the print version of Haiku Journal #36 on April 14, 2015 collected in Modern Poems of Pennsic scheduled for July 19, 2015 Misformed son
of unforgiving parents you asked little received less. After your parents cast you out from Olympus and Athena spurned your love you received a wife Aphrodite, sad side effect of your father’s hate. Even then your constancy fathered Eros a god of love. A god of faith. But your own love was unrewarded with a most unfaithful wife and even this you took without retribution working at your forge creating. Building. Of all the gods who filled Olympus you were the most like man, the most like me imperfect a worker a lover a survivor And of all the Greek gods whose stories have been told it is easiest to believe that YOU are the one still there beneath Mt. Aetna, working in the flames surviving even now. I hope so. first appeared in Midnight Zoo v1#5 1991 intended as part of a future collection titled 'Letters to Olympus' I searched a thousand poems I’d written
to find those that used the word chaste. There were none... first appeared on The Botaiku June 28, 2015 “under the gun” we say
to describe those times of extreme pressure when productivity so often soars but when actually staring down a muzzle we are docile, destructive or dead first appeared in Images May 2000 on a drunken night
in the new millennium outside the Chalkman Pub I put my arm around Caitlin Cheannláidir and challenged her to look up at the stars without falling down in the laughter that followed there was a brief sweet kiss but no more how could we know how soon she would greet the stars in person This ninevoy is scheduled for publication in Modern Poems of Pennsic July 19, 2015. late
night laughter and rowdy shouting disturbs with memories, not noise This is a fibonacci poem that first appeared in The Fib Review February 20, 2015 It will be collected in Modern Poems of Pennsic July 19, 2015. |
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