Mousetrap
An original poem set to AI music.Click the Title above or the image below to listen.
Carnival
born to dance this diurnal dancetwo-stepping through the yearsriding this merry-go-round and aroundtime to embrace centrifugal forceclutch the purple pony’s maneand gallop into the music.
Color-stained
Red Ink
a walk
a walk
the moment calls me
to that stream
from Drucker’s pond
to Maquoit bay
to home
where great blue herons feed
the boy up to his knees
in icy water and smelt
the land lies sideways
clouds float inside out
The Last Bullet
the production lines have gone silentthe last soldier has just one bulletall around him, the white flags flysurrenderers surrender to the surrendererscapitulate to the futility of war"something's wrong with Earth,"…
The Grand Scheme
A poem about mental health set to music.
Johanna
why does it seem like yesterday?the world has been turning for years nowevery morning i wake upand you’re gone as gone can besuch is the story of a drifteronce stopped…
Post Mortum
I have reached the end of my rope. Snap! I’m fortunate given two lives to live.In the first one, I had a childhood, traumatizing as it was.Verbal, physical, psychological, and…
Love thy Neighbor
not such a far-fetched conceptwhen you stop and think of the practical applicationsnow, I’m no Bible-toting manbut some things just make sensei write my rhymes with carethen in forceful defianceof…
