"When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the areas of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of his existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses, for art establishes the basic human truths which must serve as the touchstone of our judgment." - John F. Kennedy

Thanks for finding me. This is a fairly random sampling of my poetic rumblings beginning in the mid-70s to present day. Not definitive or complete, just things that struck me again for one reason or another on revisiting. There are a couple of previously published collections here which might be good places to start if you are diving in blind from the precipice.

Try the collections MEET THE BEATS or GLIMMERING RAY DUET (both archived in June 2008 in the menu below right) for starters if you are so inclined...

As of 2016, I will be publishing my song lyrics on a seperate page from the more poetic scribblings here. Pieces that first appeared here and then later were arranged for music will remain here in their original form but may appear edited on the lyric page. Check out the links section for the original song blog.

Thursday, May 12, 2011

EPICENE SCENE

Quite taken by women who go by guys names
Not a conscious decision but a trend I can claim
Feminine handles are lovely and fine
Fall for the Susies, and some Carolines
The Mollys, and Marys, and Guens I adore
of course, there's Michelle, and Danielle and lots more,
The Lisas, the Lizzys, the Lizas and Vals
and the Cindys, the Barbs, I like all of those gals
There's Sallys, the Charlenes, the Colleens and Beths,
The Jens and the Annies and all of the rest
But there’s something intriguing
Bout the Martis and Sams
The Rickies, the Bobbis, the Kellys, hot damn
A Casey, A Tracy, A Stacy or two
There’s Teri and Jeri and Jamie and Drew
A Leslie, a Billie, a Robyn and Jo
Carrie, and Taylor and Pat, don't ya know.
An Alex, a Jordan, a Toni and Kris
A Dusty, a Niki and one named Frances
There's Lynn and there's Sandy and when Sunny gets blue
There's Ashley and Ali and maybe you too.
And even though spellings aren’t always the same
I’m somewhat intrigued by an epicene name.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

INCAPACITATED

word |wərd|
noun
a single distinct meaningful element of speech or writing, used with others (or sometimes alone) to form a sentence and typically shown with a space on either side when written or printed.

One
Choice
Word
From the right person
A bullet from a gun
Stripping all sense of rationality
Motivation
Confidence
From whatever place of strength
You may have kept them fresh and handy
Polished, practiced and preened
Tossing them onto the slag heap
Of rusty useless, disgarded tools.
Melted down to the basic core
Insecurity
Doubt
Fear.

Word, sentence, paragraphs, diatribes, rants,
arguments, encyclopaedic extrapolation,
lectures, advice, tirades, opinion, suggestion,
observation, invective, verbosity, attacks,
discourse, conversation, judgement, perspective,
view, critique, review, denunciation, reproach,
castigation, gossip, praise, vituperation, guidance,
recommendation, notice
the unmarriable
abyss
between
now and never
then and when.

paper cuts
from scarlet lips
the chill slap of reality's nonchalance
blood letting
the slow death of disappointment
deep holes
dug
deeper
one word
at a time.

The cycle spins
Big efforts
Scraped from the charred remains
Of an ancient sensibility
Pulled squirming by its short-hairs
From what is left of one’s self-respect.
Just another day at the salt mines.


~ May 11, 2011 Wilmington, DE