Pt. 1 People wear masks To hide or to accentuate Their true identity. It’s all Greek drama - A sad mask projects a frown, A happy mask smiles. That’s a…
Give me your address. I want to send you a book of Haiku you'll love. Don't be a dummy. Things happen for a reason - you'll figure it out. Through twee…
I noticed - when I read - the time seems not enough. But when just listening - the last half hour seems to last forever. I'd like to see my own self re…
Happy 13th birthday, Jahari!
Airport - Lisbon A thousand thoughts flood my thinking space. The physical diversity of people flying to the same country, the events that caused their…
Poem from my morning walkListen now (1 min) |
Garden video shots A garden shot.My place of mediation and communion with Mother Earth.There is no racial profiling in the garden,no victim hood and no…
Reimagining James Weldon Johnson's "God's Trombones" with images by Aaron Douglas that accompany the original Johnson sermons
On viewing a painting November 6, 2020 The painting included a nude subject, a woman of immense beauty, seated at a table having coffee. The steam slow…
A disjointed space poem This might sound disjointed -I'm writing it while riding on theOrange Line from Capital Southto Foggy Bottom - you've heard it …
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Introduction. These poems were all written 1989 to 1991 while I was assigned to the USS Luce, guided missile destroyer that was homeported in Mayport, …