Category Archives: Poetry


Pinky to pinky
A solemn ceremony
Of absolute trust


Beauty’s Disguise

Make your waist look smaller.
Make your boobs look bigger.
Make your legs look longer.
Make your feet look shorter.
Hide. Cover. Enhance. Contour.
Disguise whatever looks like you.

The Sign Posts

The sign posts show the way
When to slow or pause or stop
Where one route joins another
Or breaks and flows apart
Without them no choice or all
An open meaning: directionless

New Day

Who decided the date
When old would change to new?
If set on any other day,
Would it not be just as true?
So must you wait to make your change
On the day you’re labeled to?
Or if new is what it takes to change,
Will any new day do?

It Changes

It changes
Through life’s many turns.
Closer. More distant.
Whether wished or not –
A fluctuation of time
A force of feelings
How to control it?
Reduce it? Increase it?
Whichever is wished
Comes the hardest of all.

Made to Feel

Made to feel
Elemental to another –
Rated high, invaluable, loved.
Right where you belong.
Yearned-for moments

Would the Trinity Agree

Did Jesus care if your kindness
Was in person or through taxes?
Did God say your fellow man
Was worthwhile only if he worked?
Was any adult ever saved
Through yelling tirades and insults?
Would the Trinity agree
That you’re truly doing God’s work?

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