Poetry Pages

Stop! Full stop. Stopping here? Stage notes: watch Danny Kayes’ movie in which he does punctuation with sound. Use his sound for all punctuation. In addition, on the first line, hold up one finger…the second, two….and the last three. End with a Kaye elaborate bow so that all will know that the end h...

In sun and shade a fat bumblebee seeks. Sweet grasses and crushed flowers scent the air. Freezing snow retreats to far distant peaks. White flees from colors of red and blue rare. I think of a moment lost in my past, An enlightenment from insight or disorder. Brilliant clean light, timeless peace go...

Ode to a black spot on my toe (VAE, PUTO DEUS FIO!) Today I noticed a black spot On my toe. It was like no other before, And brought me to a new low. Jaded in old wisdom And comfortable being Mortality was of little worry Until the end of the weaving. Do I value life more Or dread death more today? ...

High, lost, abandoned,
Jungle sandaled, cloud clothed, stone boned
Machu Picchu lives.

Mist and cloud linger,
Green Mountain and high terrace
Wild Urubamba

ah yes! and, al amal means "the hope" in arabic....as well as being the hospital in which I worked.

My land is warm, Sheltered from the winter wind. My neighbor faces north. He and cold are kin. I have daffodils In earliest spring, While his land lies Under snowy wing. My fruit trees bloom In colors, pink and white, While his stay hidden And out of sight! With Marches’ last gasp A frost hits all H...

Dust, Noise, and bustle.
Flame red trees pampered and green.
Lima - the dry sprawl

Red, yellow, green, wind and frost. Bright sun with little heat. Summers’ fled and swimming lost. This is October’s feat. Softly minor is the song, Cranes flying south so high. Flying to where summers gone, In a bright blue open sky. This is the month of my birth! Strange to be born, ending. Puts al...

A vagabond dog and a learned man Shared a simple plot of land separately. The dog (Lady) lived outside in this plan And the man lived inside a warm cabin. A bony black stray from disunity, With no reason, full of joy and energy. She met him at each opportunity, Tongue out, tail wagging, all one move...

Softly the call opens the day
Laying on the mosque crowned town
Like the smoke of frankincense

The butterfly floats into the courtyard..
Orange and black visitor
Through the rubble,
It finds the flower.

Yellow warm sun,
Rough golden walls.
Watch your step!

Gungadin-gungadin
Rocking and swaying
Asleep on the train

Golden sun, flaming beds of
Marigold and several
Sleepy orange and black butterflies
Mix with the liquid call of the Bulbul
And the pungent flowers