On the Moon, and Out of Lemonade (Anything But Tranquil)

written March 2, 2006 This is me, trying to relax, unbinding my mind knotted, as my body is carried hither in yon upon the Atlantic Ocean, living cargo in a luxury naval frigate. Which makes me wonder: what do those already in a tropical paradise visualize to shake the wrinkles from their nerves? I might…

Pie #3

written February 1999, rewritten 2016 Weatherman Wayne, warning of the painted Danger heading for Harper’s Bay, Misses the mark and forgoes a refrain But Distant Mary she still waits inside As looking-glass people stroll the open day If you don’t go now you won’t see the bread band play Mock Turtle’s gone off to town…

Waiting in the Wings

written 1999, with a June 2016 shoeshine I bed down for the coming night Composed from things of childhood fright Tales from perverted Grimms, say hey! How many seconds til the distant day Remember how mother told you to pray Good girl sent on her golden way. Pirates are searching for souls like you Tear…

Falling Up

written 1999 Merry-go-trading, reality fading On my slipping senses raiding Picture a place spinning in circles Making kaleidoscopes of imagined perils Falling perception, a needed vacation, but there’s no fear Congratulations—you’re here My dear, you’re here

Pigs Make an Appearance

written 1999   Pigs are marching on the lawn Pigs stare with their eyes to the dawn Pigs in my attic and pigs through my hall Pigs wishing they could see the sun through the wall Pigs dance jigs and pigs wear wigs Pigs sell stock and horde fancy digs Pigs, what a crime they…