Tuesday, March 16, 2010


Screams in the night

Faust’s form
of justice found
or justice lost
or any
Justice at all

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

I Wonder

I stare out at them

And wonder
What each world is like
Behind the eyes that watch
Me guide them
Through skip counting
And Calabria
With Tomie DePaola
And poaching
With Roald Dahl
And spelling
And journeys around the world
And back again

I wonder
When I see their crisp dresses
Or dirty shirts
Or tear stayed faces
When they come fed
Or hungry
Or bruised
Or not
What their lives are like
And how much more
They need from me
Than reading and writing
And math and science

I wonder
How what goes on
In their lives
And how some of them
Can even concentrate at all.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

journey lost

death surge on the eve
of a nocturnal journey home
piercing, resounding noise sans melody
hidden message of the day
calling hate to reside in hearts
to weak for life and love and harmony

distorted subgenre growls to eden lost
and exodus found on the shores
of blackened blasphemy minus hope
minus worth
minus destiny
minus hope

Wednesday, March 3, 2010


I don’t hear them when they shout
I don’t care if they can’t be
I don’t want to make it stop
It doesn’t matter much to me

How long must I look?
How long ‘til you go?
Why can’t you not see?
You don’t matter much to me.

Broken knots and tattered rags
Piled along the crowded sand
Torn apart and cast away
No one left to take a stand

Battle not for me to fight
Battle not for me to care
Battle fought for freedom lost
Battle not for us to share

Monday, March 1, 2010


acrimony breeds silence
in the passage of time
lost souls in a vision of rage
profoundly fixed on a caprice
of formidable doubt

disparage the sunrise on the banks of tomorrow
while yesterday gloats of lost dreams
and perfection glazed and toppled
on the banks of the river of dreams