Category Archives: Poetry

Forget the bicycle built for two When this tiny motor will do In reducing the time it takes Lessening the distance between me and you. Then again, with a dual-bike It won’t take long to reach the hike And the … Continue reading →

Do we seek a holy grail, Fearing death if we should fail? Do we put the wrong things on the pedestal? Failing to see what’s before us all? Do we have a cup that overflows Falling on us blessings or … Continue reading →

  Pretty dogs so nice to touch To share the unwanted items from lunch Coat so soft, replaces the blankie Best friend every, thankie.

Upon the rails there in pairs See the sights from most anywhere. Engine conserves the feet For now, just take a seat. Until the end of the Line arrives.   (Or for a completely sleep-deprived poem…) Lolly, lolly, lolly Leave … Continue reading →

Where is the focus? On the light? Or on the twig? Drifting towards the weeds… Somewhere in between?

  There it goes, like an Imp, instantly stealing again, Minute memos misplaced Escaped, evaporated.  

    My friend, how should we go? By motor or slow? Afternoon’s arriving over the horizon Sails up? Sails down? Towards the mountains or towards a town? Summer’s wavy tempo- the perfect timepiece.

The water running between the fingers (Different water than what splashed toes) Between smooth rock and rough concrete Determining the direction the fluid flows So many things to see and hear So many things to touch – far and near … Continue reading →