~ A high school reunion where people trade names and stories of glories, enamors, and days of spent youth, by mistruth – The past is all changed. “But, Mary was hot! Is Mary the same?” I play fool’s dominion and give away not, that Mary and I were close in close ways; but, I went […] Continue reading
when winter steps in the air becomes thin sunshine creeps into the forest ~ the blackbirds will come they have it their run no one there now will dare protest ~ life has all gone! it followed the sun none in the wake but what dearest ~ the blackbirds don’t care as strangers […] Continue reading
Just The Poet I’m just the poet; A real simple man. Humble disquiet Pours forth, From hand. None there Dare read me; Nor me, Understand. I’m just a poet, With words In my pen. No one Reads poetry! Lest, the poet Be dead. Somewhere, Someone, Sometime had said. Well… This one’s A short one. Not […] Continue reading
~ Once was a family, A patriarch, head; Now, an anomaly; The patriarch dead. No bond can hold up, For long, I am told; But then, each a story, Uniquely condoled. Patriarch, matriarch, Of figurehead, old; Each category Obliquely extolled. Out from disorder An order […] Continue reading
~ I am so blind, I’ve lost my night vision. Each day Unto next I forget I’m used to familiar, The routine of head, Not close, But at most A close fit. And time, when it then comes, As time always will, It laughs when I ask it To stop and stand still. […] Continue reading
~ Each day As I watch it, It slowly evades. Fade! Fade! It all fades away. Time, Oh Time! It slides by, Away! It goes by, Flies by! Belies us, Some say. It changes, Erases, Turns faces to gray. Fade! Fade! […] Continue reading
~ The hardest part is doing the right, But then, it takes time to know it. I heard it once said: “Thirty years make a man.” But now, I’m not so sure of it. At twice the space I err just as much – I count all the […] Continue reading
~ Those dreams again That keep me awake The dreams I have That won’t let me sleep Of those who once were But now who are gone The black cat is mewing For you to come on I’m coming I’m coming I’m coming along There’s no need […] Continue reading
~ Nine is a number assigned to a month. Nine is the number to months of the year We pass through to get to to finally reach here. Remember September Ninth month of the year. ~ Three quarters an annum, three fourths so near […] Continue reading
~ This day, tomorrow, I plan to be here. At this time, mañana, I’m going nowhere. Time will be moving, And thus will be proving, By simply behooving, Time takes me there. I only borrow What Time lets me share. So this Time the morrow, […] Continue reading
the old man lies and waits for again the day, a night, an hour to end somewhere, elsewhere a son’s life begins the father remembers the lad holding ten and wonders, if rather his son recalls him somewhere, someplace a chapter opens on new life, […] Continue reading
“Children picking up our bones Will never know that these were once As quick as foxes on the hill; ….Children, Still weaving budded aureoles, Will speak our speech and never know.” – Wallace Stevens, ‘A Postcard from the Volcano.’ ~ Farewell to the ocean, the California sun. Goodbye to great […] Continue reading
~ “You know, Ward,” says June to husband Ward Cleaver, “last night you were hard on the Beaver.” After the laughter and snicker die down, I can hear from behind me an audible sound where a family surrounds their car on a lot, a fast-food diner, where I hear them […] Continue reading
Thistle and Stone ~ Whistle to bone bristles the cold; it chisels old goslings from gander. This’ll bring home the old rolling Stone, and Thistles that roam far in wander. Vestigial in some the fossiling glum, to get up and run and meander. To wrestle with roam, to nestle at home, […] Continue reading
~ Ah! Young mother, there with your son, Pray tell us, dear daughter, what have you done? “Why, the Future, my dear! You see him right here. And the Future has barely begun.” And what’s to be told for the Future of old, like us, no longer so young? Does the Future behold […] Continue reading
Tink's ChapBlog ~ Tales of the Tribe. Mythopoeic Verse 