Category Archives: Quatrain
She returned from the doctor’s surgery.
There was a silence. Then another. Then.
“He says it’s terminal,” she said.
“Life is terminal,” he replied quietly.
GOOD TO SEE YOU, BUD
One thing leads to another
Links in an ongoing chain
A necklace to adorn our Mother
Here comes Summer again and again
This one’s for Audrey (and many another).
I hit the road
It hit me back
We paused a mo
Now here we go
POINTS OF VIEW
To assert one should live without opinions
Is both clearly impossible and paradoxical
But to defend them or argue them to others
Is both quite pointless and often dangerous
WEDDED TO VERSE
For better or for worse
A poet likes to lift
A stone to see what is
Going on under there
We are always together
We are always alone
We are always ourselves
Alone together alone