Father Keyboard

father keyboard, please hear my confession I didn't spend enough time with my grandma and too much with her T.V. ; I brought a knife to grade school though I never meant to pull it ;

A V.I.H.

Amazing what ideas fill a chicken's head.

Destiny

I am diminished, eroded by time Insignificant in body and mind Shuffling when before I strode Indecisive when once self assured. A pale image of myself Time has not been kind.

Devil Awaiting

No sound, just a voice in my head. Time to die, Adam. Don’t want to keep the Devil waiting.
Cherry

Too Much Sky Part 4

Just the old bad dreams again...
Cherry

Ripcord

It’s the red-eyed Early Bird again today, the pre-dawn flight, ABZ to MAN. Drawn to your ward on the wings of a jet; its engines throttling, lifting and descending but leaving

Obamarama

From 'Why She Flew To Barcelona'. Calder Wood Press.

The First Time I Met Algebra

This poem is published in the anthology entitled 'By Grand Central Station We Sat Down and Wept.' Red Squirrel Press.

Our Grandparent's House. Part Three.

“What are you doing in the crystal ball Grandpa?” Peter asked. Princess Alda frowned at Peter. “The Grand One is your grandpa?” “Yes,” I replied.

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