Here are a couple of recent poems.
Well You Know How It Is
a late night
and a crowd with very little interest
in anything but beer and
shouting at friends across the room
not a great place to try to read a book
I realized
but then
home is home
you take things as they go.
6/4/21
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At Either End of the String of Time
the fiancée of the shorter fellow
a soul who believed in right and wrong
and in crying things out
if it hurt
the old woman married to the shorter fellow
a soul who believed in dreams come true
and in a good belly laugh
if things got just too absurd
6/4/21
Hahhah!! The first one is wicked. Home is home!
Thank you. You are so right. Home is home. And beyond that statment, it is impossible to generalize, I think!