Saturday, March 31, 2012

The Definition of Insanity Turned on Its Head

If we were all born
with different genetics --
different hair
textures, hues and thicknesses,
different eye
colors, shapes and sizes,
different nose,
breast and chest guises,
different skin tones,
and cheek bones
and ear lobes,
different lips and hips and dips,
different metabolisms,
heights and body types --
why do we,
in all our glorious variety,
seek to shed our delicious diversity
in order to adhere to
one "standard" of beauty or identity?

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

(She doesn't know that)

She doesn't know that
I write haiku about her
bathroom behavior.

Saturday, March 24, 2012

Haiku Help

Which version do you prefer?

lady who rocked the
elephant fart burst out of
her stall like a bull

lady who rocked the
elephant fart shot out of
her stall like a mouse

Monday, March 19, 2012


I really hope
that the woman who used
the bathroom before me
was eating (and dropping)
in the stall...

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Uncomfortable With Life

A Preference for Plastic Pleasure

There is a growing contingent
of people these days
who seem to be
uncomfortable with life.
Not uncomfortable
due to the ugly, painful
realities of life --
breakups, cancer, crime --
uncomfortable with the
beautiful, pain free
moments of life.
Uncomfortable having an
old-fashioned, face-to-face
conversation with a good friend
without fiddling with
their BlackBerry.
Uncomfortable taking a walk
without monitoring their
Smartphone for the latest
Amazon deal.
Rather than witnessing
a gorgeous sunset with the family,
they are the folks
sitting on the porch swing
surrounded by their loved ones,
but focusing on their iPhones,
playing Words With Friends
without speaking a single
syllable to their own flesh and blood.

Thursday, March 15, 2012

(real love: standing in)

real love: standing in
the bathroom while your partner
poops, just to catch up

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

News to Beat the Blues

I am pleased to report that I now have one less rejection letter to my name!  My poems "I'll Be Here" and "Instruments of War" will be published in the forthcoming book Filtered Through Time, an anthology of original fiction and poetry reflecting how a variety of traditions and reactions to the Civil War have come down through the generations for 150 years.  More details to come!

Monday, March 12, 2012

(The duck swimming in)

The duck swimming in
the empty pool doesn't know
the pool's not for him.

Monday, March 05, 2012

The Poet's Job

The poet's job is to remind us what is most important in life, to help us laugh at ourselves, to highlight injustice, to cause us to pause, reflect and wonder.