There’s plenty
of room
in Heaven
it is
Earth we
have to
worry about
and none
of us
are ever
free to
go until
we have
finished what
we started
Category: Poetry
Birthday
I tried something
something I haven’t
something so different
that afterwards I
knew that I
wasn’t the same
and then this
new way I
was now became
who I am
and that this
very exact thing
is precisely what
all of us
did when we
decided to leave
paradise and become
the person who
you know now
who we all
know right now
happiest of birthdays
Then
One more hour
just one more
that I dread
not that I
dread you here
it’s the you
not I do
no matter how
I keep the
dogs of then
at bay no
matter how many
I chase off
then will find
their way in
dragging you off
then always wins
it always wins
ReallyReally
It’s just not
it’s not here
and not there
don’t tell me
to look there
for I have
I have looked
everywhere well everywhere
it’s ever been
and wherever I
have gone before
it’s just not
and now I’m
beginning to wonder
if it ever
really had been
if it’s not
where I thought
then really was
it ever really
MorningCoffee
And as I
stare into the
deep darkness that
this morning is
like I’m peering
into an espresso
prior to adding
the clotted cream
I begin wondering
if like my
coffee the cream
that sunrise is
will cut the
bitterness that surely
day will bring
