Saturday, August 18, 2007

Life In The Exurbs

A dove coos,
dogs bark,
the highway hums
as dark
gives way to

Mowers buzz,
roses bloom.
A conversation about
last night’s full moon
leads to
neighborhood gossip.

Fresh tomatoes,
iced tea
and buy one
get one free
draws a crowd to
the nearby outlet mall.

Grill sizzles,
steak fries.
A lonely child
as friends and family
mingle outside.

A dove coos,
dogs bark.
The highway hums
as dark
covers the cul-de-sac
miles from town.

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Restless Quest

A restless quest for a perfect life
dominates my thinking,
contradicts logic and reality,
leads to heavy drinking.
When one thing is right another is wrong.

A restless quest for a perfect life
is depressing,
passive aggressive
and is dragging me around like a dog on a leash.

A restless quest for a perfect life,
marriage, kids, a trophy wife,
suburban estate, private schools
is a great dream for lunatics
and fools.

A restless quest for a perfect life
contradicts my
normal high level of acceptance
for life as it is.
What rhymes with acceptance?

A restless quest for a perfect life
bounces me on hard concrete
several times
and whacks me
into a brick practice wall.

A restless quest for a perfect life,
a stressless, messless …
This is a pointless
exercise in finding meaning
and purpose in life.

Purpose and meaning
will find me
when I lighten up
and discontinue
my restless quest for a perfect life

Monday, August 13, 2007

Status Quo

Empty heart
hoping to be full again
Dreaming of time

collides with present
Time and distance
face off
Status quo
No me and you.
Just me.
And you.

Sunday, August 12, 2007


seeking what isn’t there
longing to live my own life
not yours.

There’s a crowd here
but you don’t feel me
nor I you.

for the right moment
to break free.
Not yet.