Poetry

  • Poetry,  Writing

    It is a strange thing, love

    It is a strange thing,Love.You can hold, in your brain,the knowledge of the hormonesand neural patternsand social conditioningand all the rational elementsof the artifice of love. And yet. It is there, just the same,alone with youin your rationalizations…A soft whisperin…

  • Comedy,  Poetry

    Footprints* (*NOW WITH MORE T-REX)

    One night a man had a dream. He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the Lord. Across the sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand. One belonging to him…

  • Poetry,  Writing

    Has Daddy Had His Coffee Today?

    It’s sunny outside! It’s time to play! But has daddy had his coffee today? The park is filled with fun, I bet! But has daddy had his coffee yet? Maybe we’ll find the funnest spot! But is coffee brewing in…

  • Poetry,  Writing

    Pedometer

    Today as I was standing in line at Starbucks, About to order an eggnog latte. A man in a motorized wheelchair Came up behind me. I realized I was wearing a pedometer And I felt weird.