Saturday, February 28, 2009

Daily Haiku

passing ships align twin Staten Island ferries orange boats grey waves

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Friday, February 27, 2009

Is It Soup Yet? Coming Soon to Your Living Room

To climb a castle wall
And wander ‘round a shopping mall
In someone else’s ugly sneakers

—Graham Kerr

On tour with a troupe of actors
In a truck piled high with mattresses
I knocked on a door in a village
Looking for a place to stay.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Lumps Of Ignorance

Pour me another cup of stupid

and sweeten it

with ... 

entire poem

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Morning Came Without You

I never really wrote about your loss.
Somehow I could never find the words.
I never held you close enough
to understand the way I felt
when you were gone.
I tried to be the brick walls
surrounding the ones who loved you;
encircling them and keeping out chill winds
as they huddled in tears, unable to speak.
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Monday, February 23, 2009

Immaculate obsession

Immaculate is a disease In the basin Lies my skin Read further...

Friday, February 20, 2009


I slipped on a chuckle and busted my knuckle
while trying to latch the catch on my buckle. please continue...


Poems - Eggshells.jpg

The eggshells crushed beneath her feet

when she decided to throw

precautions to the wind

and ... 

entire poem

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Hello You There

Can anyone connect to everyone?
These days Shakespeare and Jesus even
Might commiserate in Starbucks
Boxed out by chicken soup and soda pop
But still get on with it.

Chinatown McDonalds

Chinatown McDonalds Originally uploaded by DRheins

no special order strickly combo meal number the food tastes the same

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

My Little Icarus

You belong to the sky

as much as I’m earthbound

and although fate brought us together

that day you lay broken-winged

on the chilly ground

we knew the day would also come

when I’d have to let you go

and you’d follow the sun

So ...

entire poem

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

birds of paradise

may a bird of paradise fly up your nose/

cursed the country western song/

hard rock on the wall/

and a one-eyed dog/

chewing the neck of your/

brand new electric guitar

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Thursday, February 12, 2009

Alitalia, Psychedelia, Uno, Due, Tre

Turn the corner in your checkered nightshirt
And a cop whistles you off the street.
The marathon runners are blasting by
In early morning darkness.
Were you sleepwalking?
A worrisome loss of self-control,
Not to mention unsafe.
Walk along the low bridge
On your way back up the hill.
It’s deserted, yet you hear voices.
You begin to suspect you aren’t awake
Since you haven’t worn that pajama in years.


Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Loving the Broken Half of Me

I hope you keep in mind
when you're screaming at me
that I am still a broken little girl,
that my inner world has not grown,
has not changed, is still in infinite pain.
I hope you remember this
when we're careening down
those too familiar avenues,
when it all falls apart...
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Peace Skeleton

Bony smile boy Signs me off with peace wishes Old buttons new verse

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Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Not Yet

God told me my hours were over but I had no time to die ...

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Cheek to Cheek

In the soft blues and whisky breath of a hotel bar at midnight moon more

Friday, February 6, 2009

Valentine's Day-Themed Poetry Prompt

Valentine’s Day is coming up — an ideal topic for my very overdue limerick and a haiku (senryu) prompt. I've posted my own limerick and haiku about Valentine's Day and invite my fellow poets to post your own and then add a direct link to your themed poetry, using Mr. Linky. I hope you'll join me in some Valentine's Day verse fun.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Crossing The Green Divide

Everyone recycles, some just don't know
it's as natural as living,
feeling the wind blow.
As the new age comes upon us more...

Making Due Haiku

Basho’s blooms don’t fall

building tops not mountain views

inspire Haiku

Sunday, February 1, 2009


when all is quiet
and darkness begins to fall,
the sounds of traffic stand still
and the night birds sing their calls... more...