Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Poem #1-2016 Paddling the Cobbosseecontee

With thanks to Gary Snyder for
Four Poems for Robin/Siwashing it out once in Siuslaw Forest

We moved along the calm water
Sunlight dropping hard
Sweating in our life jackets
Hands glued to their work
Feet firmly planted
No thought but forward
Our first time was like this
Paddling together on the Cobbosseecontee
We met late in life
Both of us almost half a century
Now we're 10 years older
You're retired and I'm not
But that's the way of things
Our stream calls us
We don't move so fast anymore
But we remember when we could

Wednesday, December 30, 2015

Poem #1-2015 The Only Poem

So much depends -- sorry, WCW -- on the upshot
the downdraft
the uptake
the downtrodden
the uprising
the downcast
the upstarts
the downplays
the uplands
the downwinds

And so much depends - sorry again, Walt -- on
both of them, not one or the other

No life without death, light without dark...
blah blah blah we get it, Mr. Watts,
but only in our heads and that's the wrong place for it

It needs to be written on our hearts
but now I sound Biblical
and this was supposed to be spontaneous

Crapshine toodle-oo pisspot Mother Macree alien
invasive species rag-a-muffin carol Dickens
peacepipe terrorist free-for-all Seminole
aging ratter-tatter resistance underground

Words are easy
It's the living of  'em that's hard

And you don't need to be a red wheelbarrow to figure that one out

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Poem #7-2013 Less Can Be More?

It's      all     vibration,
            and relation,
and avoiding castration

 Submitted to Dversepoets.com Open Link Night #108

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Poem #6-2013 Mortality

On waking this morning:
a hintergedanken
Something, slippery ... unspoken
Looming just out of consciousness

Drove to the nearest cemetery
Lay down in the grass atop John Siemens
Never heard of him before
He was mortal like me

Climbed up and sat on his headstone
My feet dangled
Heels bounced on the etched dates:
1945 - 2004

His entire life unfolded in that one-inch dash
Didn't even make sixty years
Wonder if I will
John said it was unlikely

Other dead spoke to me
Mothers and fathers
Gone angels spinning
Around my disbelief

Jumping down
I left two footprints
Dug into the grave
A defiant act not contained in John's dash

Bought an ice cream cone on the way home

                                      Submitted to Dversepoets.com Open Link Night #97

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Poem #5-2013 Forest Haiku

Symptom of nature
I walk through the piney woods
Through myself darkly

                                   Submitted to Dversepoets.com Open Link Night #96

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Poem #4-2013 Saying No to Death

Saying no to death is not enough
one must also say yes to life
else living becomes a

timid pursuit of breath
shallow triumph of mediocrity
joyless bite of the apple
listless step on someone else's journey

I am a cadaver, walking
among those who haven't
seen the darkness
who revel in the blinding light

darkening the darkness
for those who said
no to death
but forgot to say yes to life

                                         Submitted to dversepoets.com for Open Link Night #95

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Poem #3-2013 Rosemary's Hike

Rocky promontory
Natural seating
Whittier pond 700 feet below
The white dots? Ducks
Great and Long Pond in the distance
...and mountain peaks
Turkey vulture soaring gracefully -- eye level
(buzzard is a vulgar term)
Fragrance of new buds
Titmouse crying cheerfully
Calming hum of a passing plane
Whispering branches
All this . . .

And you had to go and die this morning

                                               Submitted to dversepoets.com for Open Link Night #94