November 15, 2023

bottle rockets

Here are the poems I have published in the journal bottle rockets over the years:

a missile
the width of my finger
on the button

October rain
Captain America
shields his candy

the words I don’t know

out of my arm
I pluck
the bee’s death

spare change
my conscience empties
my wallet

second cup
I stir some sugar
into my headache

rain pelts the candidate’s sign 

I vote for a man who can’t win

the first big snowfall of the season

he remains inside excuses

November 07, 2023

A Hundred Gourds Haiku

Here are all of the haiku I published in A Hundred Gourds, the excellent but long since closed online journal.

through the target
shadow boxer

unable to shake
last night’s dream
day moon

the weight I swore
I’d never gain again
full moon


bent over
too many steps
my shadow

breaking at the surface his moment as a fish

al niente 
mom’s piano
up for sale

autumn dawn
the apple tree
ripe with robins 

morning commute
the horizon bright
with headlights

heavy snow
I shovel the morning
out of my day

the last orange
deeper in the bowl

September 21, 2023


Here are the haiku, and one haiku sequence, that I have published at Frogpond:

the shape of the wind
her hair

no peeling
back the starfish
summer’s end

wilderness trail 
he wanders off the edge
of his map

night winds
I let her go
to voicemail

pine wood
he buries his fear
of small spaces

another dream I couldn’t sleep through middle age


LeBron sweepstakes …
Johnson performs
his Magic

free agency …
the Lakers acquire
new fans

fault line …
the aftershocks
in Cleveland

a new frontier …
the East is left

Showtime …
the spotlight on

August 16, 2023

New Resonance 11: My Selection

her name slips
into it

not looking
ahead too far
autumn fog

night frost
her reptilian 

evening train
I squeeze into
my headphones

spare change
my conscience empties
my pockets

wilderness trail
he wanders off the edge
of his map

just another phase of the moonlight child

all that shines
in a magpie’s nest…
morning frost

every bird
a crow

candle smoke
the afterlife
of prayer

fading light
her child’s name
fills the street

more bruise
than banana
autumn deepens

October rain
Captain America
shields his candy

mountain trail…
a bear crosses
my mind

night winds
I let her go
to voicemail

August 09, 2023

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