summer poetry contest

31 07 2018



30 07 2018

sign: “Take what you need”
nothing left in the basket
guess I need nothing


30 07 2018

love can be muted
melancholy dims colors
filters out the sun


30 07 2018

these words bring to you
notions to stimulate thought
are you thinking yet? 😉


30 07 2018

the mind needs feeding
sorry sight, a starving mind
left to “fast-food” art


30 07 2018

no complexity
is needed to expand love
or grow compassion


30 07 2018

I look back to learn
what I did not like about me
now for the future


30 07 2018

everything’s stories
bending events helps us cope
with the naked truth


30 07 2018

why dream of your touch?
flames licking where fingers trace
heart racing to burn


30 07 2018

it feels eternal
when we two are intertwined
what is time good for?


30 07 2018

there’s no barrier
between your heartbeats I live
as a part of you


30 07 2018

only in your eyes
I find the warm pool of love
in which my heart bathes


30 07 2018

supine sky-watching
even on a cloudless morning
leaves me seeking God


30 07 2018

you cannot repeat
feelings of a single day
nor would you want to


30 07 2018

lower requirements
more “reasonable” standards
kids will love their school


30 07 2018

things we think we know
are often not important
even when eclipsed


30 07 2018

we, to some extent
are uniformly uninformed
about everything


30 07 2018

people have power
they can invest in language
for good or evil


30 07 2018

there is no simple
or good or evil except
that we imagine.


30 07 2018

self-creating wheel
without a destination
it still keeps rolling


26 07 2018

haven’t had to cook
these last two months in Texas
plates were hot enough


26 07 2018

modern day martyrs
nearly live in public schools
as do their students


26 07 2018

teachers I have known
find public schools disgusting
what a waste of kids


26 07 2018

their eyes shining dark
children crowd around the board
of new ideas


26 07 2018

poor parents of the world
starve to give children a chance
to learn and prosper


26 07 2018

can’t home school either
you cannot give education
you never received


26 07 2018

you can’t fool bosses
with diplomas you can’t read
can’t fool me either


26 07 2018

kids around the world
are better versed in English
than poor kids’ parents


26 07 2018

grandparents’ shadows
their values growing dimmer
our screens glow brighter


26 07 2018

my earth transforming
before unbelieving eyes
I am alien


26 07 2018

the classics languish
without vocabulary
there are no readers


26 07 2018

what makes up your mind?
do you have a thinking life?
yes, because you read


26 07 2018

we are surrounded
with “fast-food” thought dispensers
mindless “comfort-bites”


26 07 2018

life must eat and drink
so must the mind be nourished
new food every day


26 07 2018

war of emotions
never really won at all
always tomorrow


26 07 2018

don’t want to stoke fires
using words as kindling wood
or carry ashes

up and down

26 07 2018

looking up and down
lets me empathize with kids,
basketball players


26 07 2018

inner/outer life
is not so separated
as lived in spectrum


26 07 2018

that minute stolen
to caress the bliss of love
keeps you smoldering


26 07 2018

birds are arguing
about the usual birdie things
weather, trees, and mates


25 07 2018

stream of poetry
flowing by your open mind
no need for comments


25 07 2018

constant lies we tell
to lubricate our social lives
truth must not be known


25 07 2018

afternoon rain cools
but it makes things steamier
a good mixed blessing


25 07 2018

think of your best work
each day your best is different
can you live with that?


25 07 2018

do the best we can
carried on the tide of life
hope we do not drown


25 07 2018

don’t act so surprised
don’t pretend you didn’t know
you drove her away


25 07 2018

don’t give up on love
you need it even more than air
you just don’t know it


25 07 2018

stages are coming
your neighbor can “red-flag” you
in the name of fear


25 07 2018

things are happening
that set the stage of our lives
behind a curtain


25 07 2018

the moth laid her eggs
on my cashmere cardigan
to her greatest joy


25 07 2018

live to live with love
there are no other reasons
that are not empty


25 07 2018

everything’s stories
bending events helps us cope
with the ugly truth


25 07 2018

things you could not stop
brought you where you are now
you cannot control


25 07 2018

she held up her hand
like traffic cops at corners
didn’t stop what came


25 07 2018

couldn’t form a word
before he fell to the ground
hand clutching his wound


25 07 2018

her eyes showed nothing
as she withdrew the dagger
wiped it on his shirt


25 07 2018

“what part you love best?”
the mirror looks back and asks
then I hesitate


25 07 2018

crater-side is steep
the bottom is depression
you can help me out?


25 07 2018

where in your day-plan
is the time-block to have fun?
that’s why it’s missing


25 07 2018

pain priorities
govern what we say and do
or don’t say or do


25 07 2018

words can’t really hurt
unless other people hear
and alter their hearts


25 07 2018

what would it be like
to meet the you, you portray?
knowing what you know


25 07 2018

behind locked dream-doors
lurks the worst version of you
and you have nightmares


23 07 2018

count on happenstance
to fill calendar blank spots
or you won’t have time


23 07 2018


Spotlights reaching up to glare
Upon the wire as I prepare
To walk the heights alone

Faces looking up to see
Are lost in dark and light to me
Save one too clearly seen

Roxanne sits in somber black
Chastely watching my attack
On yawning empty air

Step by step I cross the space
Thinking only of her face
And caring nought for death


23 07 2018


ripe cherry on lips
poised for mouth to open up
not to swallow pit


23 07 2018


hills, rippling
mountains, slow waves,
towards shore.

great plains

smooth, placid
mirror pools green
brown plains flow


island lakes
danger, land waves,
progress looms

rocky mtns

whiteness pounding
through blue-sky-clouds


great creatures,
under surface
roiling ripples


sere swirling
wakes of Titans
chaos sculptures

wait in hope
to hear one note
ever’s music


chance to see
mountains move,
stars dance one step


23 07 2018

which path through the woods
will take me all the way home?
should I go around?


23 07 2018

faucet of desire
offering everything I want
who will turn you on?


23 07 2018

anything I can do
to ease your disappointment?
brighten tomorrow?


23 07 2018

I wish I told you
the truth about my feelings
it might have mattered


23 07 2018

when I crossed the line
the last thing worrying me
was your opinion


23 07 2018

the city machine
no one hand controls it
it swallows people


23 07 2018

january warned me
to live spring, summer, and fall
like they were the last


23 07 2018

let the others wait
give me one more taste of you
one more memory


23 07 2018

put away your guitar
the air still rings with your voice
let’s await echoes


23 07 2018

I free her ashes
some flies from this mountaintop
some swims in the sea


23 07 2018

I breathe only sobs
my only love is leaving me
no words for this loss


23 07 2018

dog eats her daisy
she rolls her on the blanket
she licks both cheeks


23 07 2018

her family is gone
she lies there in the wreckage
“why am I alive?”


23 07 2018

she laughs over lunch
her friends are entertaining
she’s not heard the news


23 07 2018

I am breathing still
am I making life worthwhile?
my heart is beating


23 07 2018

let it be empty
like the space between our words
we deserve quiet


23 07 2018

picking up your tools
cleaned and sharpened once again
mondays are for this


22 07 2018


the shortest distance
around a Mobius strip
is a straight line
and between two bad jokes
and between two bad loves

Here is how a Mobius strip works


21 07 2018

I look back to learn
What I did not like about me
Now for the future


21 07 2018

Quiet to listen
Pauses between music’s notes
Dignify the song


21 07 2018

You’ll never run out of ideas
Until you run out of love
Think of fun and sorrow
That’s what love is made of

One day builds on another
Always adding something new
No worries getting stumped
Love will never let you


20 07 2018

Who will lead the poor blind guide?
Who carried many through the night
While giving comfort deep inside
She fought the darkness, reached for light.

And now her blinded eyes still brave
With stumbles finds the roles recast
As now she seeks herself to save
Without the light that lit her past.


20 07 2018

How heavy is your empty shell to those who bear you home?
Without the spark which from you fell it’s just another tomb.
Others still don’t realize that what is missing from your eyes
did leap upon the universe, did leave the mortal flesh’s curse
to join, to change, the course of time, not to rot in worms and slime.
I sing a song of joy rejoicing, not listening to the voices voicing
shallow consolations.


20 07 2018

Lady won’t you listen, I’d like a chance to talk.
You ask me what I want, I’d like to take a walk.

A Japanese garden could celebrate the peace
With winding hidden paths surrounded by the trees.

Resurrected blossoms still tantalize the air
With subtle fragrant hints designed to make you care.

The crumbled leaves are herbal with promises to heal
The deepest tearful scars you hesitate to feel.

Lady won’t you take me and hold me in your heart.
Close your eyes and hold me until our spirits part.


20 07 2018

You want to be loved by someone you love, and you find out how seldom it works.

It’s always you or they who loves more, when passion’s sweet nova subsides.

And love is a word to describe many words, which describe well so many feelings.

But what can you do when the flood recedes from the banks of just one of your rivers?

Anniversary Morning

20 07 2018

As she stirs the mists of dreams still swirl in half-lit memories of happy times not many months gone by.

She smiles as thoughts of awkward words and gestures of their meeting now return to her with colors, touch, and sounds.

The times together, growing closer, joining hands to walk and talk of dreams and having children of her own.

She turns to grasp her pillow with the rush of plans and invitations streaming through remembrances so clear.

An almost funny tension passes briefly ’cross her eyes and lips remembering the daze and haze of white, and noise, and cake.

The packing, shopping, driving, flying, moving weeks come back so clearly with the fun of facing new horizons.

The tender thoughts and words along with gentle touches sharing so completely what had never been before.

The fights and tears, the silent sulking empty days and nights which claimed her heart despite her vows and promises of love.

She turns again to nearly wake recalling doubts and fears she felt as hollow echoes sounded out her inner need for love.

A dreaming smile upon her lips recalls the strength with which she faced the trials of her first venture into life with her first love.

Just as she begins to fade still further into dreams, the morning sun breaks though her window to begin the second year.

Anthology of 6-Word Stories – Vol I

20 07 2018

1. When Daniel spoke, Claire never listened
2. Jim was freezing, lit his diploma
3. “I want to keep the baby.”
4. Tim beat Sandra one last time
5. “I’m sorry, love,” Beth believed him
6. Baby’s wet and crying, mother OD’d
7. Fred ran outside, love was nowhere
8. After three days, Richard stayed dead
9. No one read the suicide note
10. Hannah kept ashes, ghosts of love
11. “happily ever after,” written in blood
12. William died seeking life’s true meaning
13. Stella stopped talking, she was alone
14. Out of gas, no more running
15. Finally returned home, house was empty
16. Just one look, they were connected
17. After thirty years, Stanley felt love
18. Winning the lottery ruined their lives
19. No bear bag, the bears came
20. Their empty canoe was discovered downstream
21. Richard’s gone, flag and medals remain
22. Woke up in jail, wearing pajamas
23. If Bernie had taken meds today
24. They looked up, the meteor fell
25. Nobody believed Cassandra, the aliens won

Anthology of 6-Word Stories – Vol II

20 07 2018

1. His stage name was Bryan Black

2. Under the dust lay Zane’s badge

3. Six dead; blood blurred Kirk’s vision

4. Karen smiled at her recovered diamonds.

5. “Not just business, this is personal.”

6. Their snowed-in encampment, Radson’s white parachute

7. “Cane couldn’t have survived that devastation.”

8. “Maria again,” Hank forgot the pain

9. Marriage, children behind; Nepal up ahead

10. Myron swore, “No more murdered children.”

11. Fungus from the comet was spreading

12. Brady Atkins: invisible but not immortal

13. Sheila swore, “ Valdez will die slowly.”

14. Neil‘s leg wasn’t his worst loss

15. Teinuk knew this abandoned baby’s fate

16. Casandra didn’t need luck this time

17. Linda’s look of recognition shocked Mason

18. The room’s dim lights flickered out

19. Raymond had been dead forty days

20. “The last biscuit in the raft?!”

21. “You’re not the Travis I raised.”

22. Wanda couldn’t stop the vivid dreams

23. “Allen, the wrong son didn’t die!”

24. “This oasis had better be real.”

25. Quentin never lost a race before.

26. Leo smiled back at Vlad’s girlfriend.

Anthology of 6-Word Stories – Vol III

20 07 2018

1. Rick curses; “sand in all directions”
2. Goff was afraid; Clarise was smiling
3. “Something’s wrong with the time machine!”
4. Captive Christians prayed to their God
5. Divers found the missing girl’s bicycle
6. He remembered her as a baby
7. David never saw that look before
8. “Too much water; choose another planet”
9. The restaurant emptied; Nick looked around
10. The baby saw the towers fall
11. Harold’s balloon hung over the crater
12. Walter’s device was working perfectly yesterday
13. Warm blood drops wet Sharon’s cheek
14. “Where’s the translator!?” sergeant Phillps swore
15. “The killer is on this ship.”
16. The serum was Chris’s only chance.
17. Bullets bounced off as Victor advanced
18. Twenty-six years didn’t lessen their love
19. Secret Police; they had to jump
20. The water, the woman, the gold
21. Fiona caught Randy’s thoughts from Arizona
22. Grace saw Barker kill the informant
23. The meteorite’s deep crater glowed blue
24. Let’s split up; cover more ground
25. Troy found the alien’s shed skin


20 07 2018

since I have known Bob
the laughing quadriplegic
I have been humbled


20 07 2018

my happiest times
are always still yet to come
and you are with me


20 07 2018

the more we say we’re different
the more we are the same
the more we say we’re absent
the more we play the game

as long as we aren’t biting
as long as we’re exciting
as long as we aren’t fighting
as long as we are writing

the less we say we’re separate
the less we don’t initiate
the less we say we’re desperate
the less we differentiate

how can we be so desolate
how can we not atone
how can we really isolate
how can we be alone

we all are social creatures
we all have learned to speak
we all have learned from teachers
we all have lives to seek

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