Think

The more we understand,
the less we demonize.
That is love.

Intersection at Midnight

Trickle
     trickle
little storm drain
    river dance
of the Emerald City
     Fir fingers
  air-piano
      overhead
as the sidewalks
glisten green
      yellow
   red.

Poevolution (or Stale Passion)

It seems every few years
      that I find
a stash of old
   scrawlings
of mine
       and marvel
How silly I was!
But also
     how wise
         I've become
Then probe
      for a pen.

That smell

Walking down the street today
I got a whiff of something
It could have been roadkill
But it gave me such a craving
For corny-dogs.

Through the Mist

There is no faith 
    blinder
than patriotism
      the true fog
of all wars.

The Passion of Vagabonds

I'm in love
with the art
of meandering
      which is 
but the pastime 
           of wandering 
        as you 
    mosey.

Aggression Perception

One man's meekness
    another man's timidity
one man's humility
    another man's weakness
a man's congeniality
    to another is passivity   
but to a woman
           it can vary
 by the hour.