YOUR PICTURE SMILING

Your picture smiles at me now Used to be it would hurt down Way deep Where all the hopes Dreams And childhood wishes sleep   It’s been almost six years I can’t begin to describe the tears Awash in a guilty ocean of fears Consumed daily consumption from within Drowning everything with booze again  …

YOU CAN’T HUG A MEMORY

I have this picture of my father It’s one of my favorites   He is standing next to a small waterfall On a bridge Over a river Wearing his ball cap And fishing vest With his pole in his hand Ready to go   The peace in his smile and eyes In this photo Are…

WEATHER PATTERN

Over as soon as it started again A violent outburst Torrential downpour Like child emotions out of control Ocean borne storm over the desert Over as soon as it started again A violent outburst Like the back of an angry father’s hand Quick thunderclap And then the water works start to flow Severe flooding of…

CHRISTMAS IN MODESTO 30 YEARS AGO

It was Christmas time and the oil lanterns Threw strange mongrel shadows Across the walls Of the little one bedroom apartment   The oven was a warm harbor Of love and safety We had three or four Lamps going in the kitchen   Little brother and I at the table Cookie sheet of baked Homemade…

BETWEEN YOU AND ME

  I liked it better when you were At the back of the bus Then I didn’t have to look at us To look at all the similarities Between you and me   It was easier when I didn’t have to see That we treat each other so differently When you’re not sitting right next…

DOG TAILS IN PARADISE

The Gun promised paradise in the pale moonlight parables stuttered in the wind no wise men to answer the riddles or to guide us past the burning street lamps   A baby and mother both cry as she presses child to a dry tit of desperation that once carried the milk of paradise while somewhere…

ECLIPSE

Standing on a roof Looking out on Los Angeles You and I on top of the world While the moon ate the center of the sun Threw the city of light Into shadows   All eyes cast up Shaded by hands Or looking through dusky lens Primal memories Of the muscle and mind Like ancient…