"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.

Friday, January 27, 2012

Farewell Cody Boy

Scientists say
you are no longer worthy
little Pluto.
Relegated
to the back yard
new company
stealing your glory
chewing your monkey
peeping out the window
solar system guard dog.

Cody too, now gone
13 years on
death sentence writ in shaky hand
old age the exterminator
loneliness
Stella-less
the final straw.

Gone where good dogs go
endless biscuits
endless bunny chase
endless walks
endless rides
endless treats.
no annoying
scary
squeaky floors
tables just tall enough
to not crack your skull
when you leap at doorbell
call.
no howling
fearful puppy maniac cry
caged
new world's dark unexplainability.
no yard dog perimeter
stroll
no tug-o'-war
protection tactic
no
no
no
no Cody boy.

Gone running
to his Stella
by starlight
big smile
shedding
white clouds
across the sky.

Our kids
gone before us
finality
of our lives together
underlined
bringing
us
again
family
if only for these precious
final
moments.

Breathe deep
late night
running buddy.
Running
right behind us
never alone
always
not wanting to miss a thing
excited
excitable boy.

And Pluto
no longer a planet
but always
one
lovable
dog
smiling
running
ecstatic
living large
for his moment.

Full tilt bozo. 

~ written most likely August 25, 2006 in Wilmington, DE. Obit for my dog, Cody.

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