Category: Poetry

God What I Wouldn’t Give For Some Non-Reality Hysterical. Naked. Laughing. I need some healing. Give me air, give me…

I celebrated my eighty first birthday this past January thirteenth! Just nineteen more journeys for the big bright wheel in…

Tyranny A font of words spews forth, but wisdom leaches into the soil. Perfidy, perfidy all. Ancient tomes where wisdom…

YOU SAID GOODNIGHT FIRST It went on for hours Our conversation was just so good It was the being together…

bartender – oh bartender! mine eyes espy the glory of the ending of another day work with no clue what…

Running from Myself Am I just this week’s kill? Cause it seems like you’re leading me up a hill Yeah,…

The prelates’ silence spreads and grows Like a cancer, now who knows: How many kids did the Church abuse? A…

The Heart She Handled There I sat in dying grass, sighing open remorse. Forgiven by impulse; I’m still held accountable…

     Morris Kuritsky (my maternal grandfather also known as Moshe to kith and kin) illegally yet surreptitiously boarded the…