Night Visitor circa 1953

Looking for Christmas

traveling back through memories

one found in the house-

on-the-corner's living room

Christmas Eve knocks as

the front door opens to reveal

an attractive older woman

arms laden bright-wrapped

presents frame her face

"Merry Christmas, I thought..."

voiced and received silently

waiting car idling at the curb

turned away door closed

her face fades

as that door closed forever

Looking for Christmas

traveling back through memories

one found fades to black

in memoriam Violet Ruth Earle

Goin' to the Lake

Paths change

I got hung up                               with Ethics

the day      the breeze

I opened all the windows let the house breathe

I got hung up                                 with poetry

'Lunch Poems' by Frank O'Hara

arrived yesterday

I got hung up                                    with cats

they needed a day of companionship

the house smelled so good I felt good

thought about going but never did

I got hung up                                with change

paths change

Glass 1/2 Full

Post - the fall of

two iconic structures from the sixties

morals of the elected and

respect for ourselves

Traumatic encounters are

repeated over and over to

reincarnate fears of the abyss

to be relived by all who know

Stress rules our

emotions creating failures while

relationships melt away from the heat of

fevered viruses droning across killing fields

Disorder suppresses all

hope for a different future and

chances for redemption decline with

expiated incoherent suffering and grief