Free-verse Poem

Precariously piled,
implements of process,
sink to
bottomless depths
with a
residual sigh.
Their fate the
same
as yours.
Rinse
Soap
Scrub
Dry;
Repeat.

‘Til gleaming towers
emerge anew
with beaded
sweat and steam.
The tell-tale sign
of completion:
ripple marks,
flowing and fading,
on supple
fingertips.

Found Poem

PUTZHEAD.
Scrawled on the walls
by a legend
under
neath the porch –
– without hesitation.
Putzhead.
He’s a mad tyrant,
from opulent parties
and a
ferocious façade.
Oh!
The deceptive maze of
human relations,
like a
two-pronged
side-slip
corkscrew.

Haiku

Tangerine sunset
Sweet enough to swallow whole
Melts on horizon.

Bliss is a blossom
Blushing in the springtime sun
Wistful and tender.

"Things I Learned Last Week" Poem

(with apologies to William Stafford)

Deer, within 20 minutes of being born,
take their first steps.

Sometimes, permanent marker can be erased
with a whiteboard pen.

A woman working in a factory makes a
shirt that will sell for $1000.
She won’t see that amount of money in
one year’s salary.

Henry the eighth beheaded his wives but
he did take pleasure in singing and music.

Christopher McCandless sought solitude.
His last words were, “happiness is only real when shared”.

If I ever die, I’d like it to be
in the forest. That way, I’ll have
the silence to go with me, and no one
to interrupt the tranquility.

In Montana, one person’s job is
to protect wild animals during the breeding season,
so that when they grow healthy,
they may be hunted for game.

"I Am" Poem

I am
Clouds, Waves, and Constellations.
I like berry picking and spontaneous dancing.
Humility, Benevolence, and Grace are important to me.
I am a perfectionist,
but only because I care that things are done right.
Like a lizard, I am solar-powered.
I wish to learn something new everyday.
I hope to see oneness in the world.
This is me, I am.