Our touch
is the gull
wing air
Our smile
is the sun
shine sky Continue reading
The world is dogma
and politics, it is full of ills,
gnashing teeth and mental tricks.
My career is concrete,
metal and stone,
highways, byways and flights alone. Continue reading
Behind bars
of integrity lost,
bludgeoned hearts
and accosted pride,
homespun knives
and self loathing, Continue reading
I chased the girls from religion’s side
of Thunder Bay, two were pretty, freckled
and shy, but lacked the tears and make-up Continue reading
He went
to take the garbage out,
simple enough, a bag
of trash
on a hot day
when he should have stayed
indoors, soaking up
the frigid air
from the air conditioner. Continue reading