Written in 1983.
Shadows of images.
Images of shadows.
Ghost of my nightmare.
Monster of my dream.
Who are you who hides
in my closet?
Why do you stalk me?
My veins are filled with fear of you.
But then, who is the fear-filled one?
Is it I? Or is it you?
Maybe it is I who stalk you.
Monster of YOUR dream.
Ghost of YOUR nightmare.
Image of YOUR shadows.
Shadow of YOUR image.
On October 13, 1982, my diary entry consisted of mostly a poem. I now share with you that entry. Just F.Y.I.: each diary was given a name. For my Junior year in High School, my diary was named Duval, after a guy I liked the previous year. He died his senior year in a terrible…
Written in 1983 .. inspired by the cover of my copy of Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury. He stands alone in a field of grass and flowers. Pants, too big, hang from brown suspenders. Solemn, in his face. Is the boy sad? Is the boy lonely? Alone, he stands in a field of bombs and…
This poem comes from my writing journal. It is more a random thought than a poem, but is poetic in nature so I share it here. The death of a loved one lingers at my side like the specter of memories not to be. It’s not that I wish to forget them, but if I…
This experiment in poetry form was written in 1983. Over the snow, there rides a sleigh. Clop, clop is the rhythm of the horse hooves. Bells jingle, jingle around the horse’s neck. Fog creeps upon the snow. The rumble, grumble sound of the horse breaks upon a quiet scene. The horse stops in front of…
This week’s haiku is inspired by the first experience with fireflies, back when I was living in Baltimore. I was enraptured by them and still feel the thrill when I think about them. Lighting bugs outside blink like Christmas tree lights while they search for a mate Originally posted on 52 Haiku
When I was very young, I created fire. I created rock tools, and the wheel. When I was in my teens, I learned agriculture, and made gods that ruled everything I did. When I was middle aged, I discovered that there is only one god, and that he hadn’t created everything. I discovered evolution. But…