Saturday, December 30, 2006


  I've decided it's time for me to take on the game of go. The rules are easy to learn. Easier than chess even. But it is a difficu......
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Friday, December 22, 2006


  Latest spill-over. Had Cohen's "Dance me to the end of love" stuck in my head so fiercely that I couldn't make any progr......

Tuesday, December 12, 2006


  A child where work was having a hard time last night. It was one of those times when you just want to be left alone to sort out your thou......
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Saturday, December 2, 2006


  Although I have in the past been an avid member of various Christian denominations, I have always viewed the world differently from those......
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Thursday, November 30, 2006


  This poem follows a dream I had many years ago. I talk about the experiences surrounding the dream in my introduction to the poem " ......

Monday, November 27, 2006


  An out of season sakura poem. This is a tanka. I think the cherry tree could be a lifelong source of inspiration for me. final thought ......
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Saturday, November 25, 2006


  As I read an in-depth article on the differentia of Verse, Prose, and Poetry, I stumbled across something called echolalia . A beautiful ......

Friday, November 24, 2006


  Playing with some thoughts of romance. I'm always loath to take the mainstream approach to romantic poetry, if I approach it at all. A......
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Thursday, November 23, 2006


  Normally, I avoid writing poetry that's focused on things like Thanksgiving or Christmas, or any holiday. It's just not the sort ......

Saturday, November 18, 2006


  I was reflecting on how Robert Service , a favorite poet of mine, would write poems in various Scottish, British, and other dialects. Some......
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Monday, October 30, 2006


  Regret is a powerful force of emotion, but it is not easy to depict in poetry. I once left someone I loved to be with someone I was infatu......

Friday, October 27, 2006


  This, my 9 th trisect poem, is inspired by my experience of learning to play the bansuri flute. I have a long way to go still, but peopl......

Wednesday, October 25, 2006


  I found myself writing this in response to a blog post someone made at MySpace, back when I had a MySpace account. She was one of two girl......

Friday, October 20, 2006


  As I walked with a friend through Low Gap Park yesterday, I felt a sudden, sharp pain on my left hand. And I looked down to note a yellow......
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Wednesday, October 18, 2006


  However you may idealize the human form, there is one reality that wins out in the end—It will moulder and rot and decay back to the dust......

Sunday, October 8, 2006


  Sometimes I wonder how different I would be today if I never chanced upon the poetry of authors such as Robert Service, Julia Dorr, Alfred......
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Thursday, October 5, 2006


  Some people seem to think of relationships—intimate, platonic, or professional—simply as a means of subjugating others to their will thro......

Friday, September 29, 2006


  Before starting this poem, I spent several days reading up on various subjects that I felt pertained in some way to tensions and circumst......

Monday, September 25, 2006


  Yesterday I had an extremely vivid dream, which involved sleep paralysis, that has really stayed with me.     mausoleum         i fe......

Wednesday, September 20, 2006


  "Fuzzy time" is a term used where I work to describe the time between about 3:30 and 5:30 AM, when the ghosts seem pretty activ......
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Tuesday, September 12, 2006


  Life can take some unexpected turns, and the path to which we have dedicated ourselves may lead through every kind loss and tragedy. But ......
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Sunday, September 10, 2006


  So far as the average partying bar-hopping American is concerned, I probably have no life. The bar-hopping flies and turds are of course ......
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Saturday, September 9, 2006


  Tonight I came across a poem blogged by a woman who feels alone and lost, and the poem was basically asking ten ways to none who's goi......
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Thursday, August 31, 2006


  Thought I'd write my inner child a lullaby. This is my 20 th villanelle. A Lullaby This poem has been published in my boo......
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  I've spent the first five or so weeks where I work sitting at a desk throughout the night in a dark group home unit. The only real li......
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Friday, August 25, 2006


  I recently stumbled across Newton's Law of Acceleration in my readings. It was explained such that I was able to grasp and appreciate ......

Tuesday, August 22, 2006


  There is a redwood State Reserve about 30 miles west of Ukiah called Montgomery Woods. The woods are a series of groves which have been pu......

Wednesday, August 2, 2006


  I like to hang out in Denny's on my nights off. It's one of two places in town that's open all night, so if I'm not going......
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Monday, July 31, 2006


  This poem, my 19 th hybridanelle, is inspired by a series of storms that passed through Southern California when I was in my early teens,......

  Recently, as I reflected on how I seem to resist the best efforts of people to change me in this way or that, I found myself writing this.......

Wednesday, July 12, 2006


  My 7 th trisect poem. Segment one is focused on the thunderhead, or supercell. This is the metaphor for the "thing" that has b......

Thursday, July 6, 2006


  This poem, my 18 th hybridanelle, began to manifest in mind about three weeks ago as I walked through the Montgomery Woods near Ukiah wit......

Friday, June 9, 2006


  Not everyone has your best interest at heart. Some people will treat you like an emotional science experiment, and if you've become e......
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Wednesday, June 7, 2006


  I've been reading The Aeneid of Virgil , translated by Allen Mandelbaum. Yesterday I came across a passage in Book VI, the prayer of A......
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Friday, May 26, 2006


  We're all caught up in the stream of consciousness, the madly rushing stream some of the old Zen masters would refer to as "mind......

Monday, May 22, 2006


  There's a young blind man that frequents one of the coffee houses I like. Whenever he comes tapping in with his white cane, there is a......
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Saturday, May 20, 2006


  All conceptions of beauty are idealized, period. If you're lucky, that ideal will emanate from a place so deep within your heart, tha......
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Monday, May 15, 2006


  My 6 th trisect poem. The first segment depicts the cherry blossom, by means of impressions. The second segment depicts the environments......

Saturday, April 8, 2006


  I was delighted to discover in Gresham, right across the street from a coffee house I like, one of the largest California black oaks I ha......
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Tuesday, April 4, 2006


  One of the ways I've conceptualized coming, as in being born, is something like a dream in which there is no real self, but an egoles......
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Tuesday, March 28, 2006


  This poem, my 17 th hybridanelle, was requested by a member of the poetry community I participate at, Suzanne Smee, who lost her 16 year......

Friday, February 17, 2006


  I was inspired to write this, my 16 th hybridanelle, after listening to a recent edition of Coast to Coast AM, where the radio show's......