Till my Trophies at Last

Exchanged my worn, weary, ragged, body On Thanksgiving night, a day of my night Exchanged ever be true, my mother’s hands Raised in adoration of Jesus, “On Sunday Evenings I’d watch her close eyes, raise Hands over head, and mouth quietly Much…to my mind was simplicity, “Thank you Jesus.” I thought she was Faking it,Continue reading “Till my Trophies at Last”

Mother’s Great Maple Tree

Floating through Iowa morning sky, I remember childhood of space travel, Allen Shepard, John Glenn, they’d made it, For me in Iowa, East Side, I dreamed Up that old Great Maple, wings for seed, In South Dakota could such as these exist? Yet, trees unlike South Dakota, grew on 47th street, Sixty-years, Maple out ofContinue reading “Mother’s Great Maple Tree”

The Love Eternal of J.S. Bach

  Oh Eternal, and John, who He did Love best Who wrote of Perter’s great conversion Touched Him, Jesus to touch Peter, Least of these Twelve, Anna, oh he loved her into children Eleven dear ones, great musicians,every note Intertwined  in four Part Harmony, Love St. Mathew’s Passion, Eternal govern Me Oh my Lord, AngelicaContinue reading “The Love Eternal of J.S. Bach”

Little Wisdom’s Drugs, Alcohol

He rode into my life because of nesting Fear, wonderment, asking again, again Where are green trees, giving us wood? Used up for toilets in the USA, when others Use dry crop stubble, rags to wash again Sanitation need not be wasteful, where Does news printing happen just for adds for cars, Sleep aids, trickContinue reading “Little Wisdom’s Drugs, Alcohol”

Arthritic Wires Cut My Tongue

This grave morning Wires cut the bottom Of my mouth, tongue Rasping into silence Another look at unreality Suppose you cut my Mouth with scissors, razor Bones, jagged with points Broken into soft flest Cannot lift tongue with muscle Torn into little pieces, no This is real, you cannot Feel, yes I can in doubleContinue reading “Arthritic Wires Cut My Tongue”

Storey of Christmas Concerto

My Memories of California and the Divorce, We walked orange orchards two blocks away From our home on Teechoe Road, in Ojai A little town defined by oranges. I could walk Below Coastal Range Mountains, Walking groves Of Old Man Biggs, owner, richest man in midway Town. He owned that ranch where orange groves GrewContinue reading “Storey of Christmas Concerto”

Doctor, Psychologist, Explainer

Dr. J Chris found no fault in this man This was a trapped, frightened boy, Seeking to shed his guilt, he’d found Nothing unusual as he explained “You Were but a child, with your play pretty You condemned yourself for nothing. Nothing unusual in your boyhood as you Sliced your wrist for nothing, so letContinue reading “Doctor, Psychologist, Explainer”

3 a.m. Dad Sleeps Without Hearing

Understand me; I do not proselytize. I sit quietly In clutter, dad’s possessions of 60 years lie Between my pacemaker and his bedroom, he’s up; I’m talking about doctors about emergency rooms, Hearing aids freedom from fearful bodily limits, He’s 88, I’m talking about friends, enough food, Safety, lost phone, his driving when mostly he talksContinue reading “3 a.m. Dad Sleeps Without Hearing”