Twinkling

In this space
for the hope-mongers
shouting possibilities
in these unlikely circles
of the risen dead.

Law Abiding Citizen

No one’s getting 
A Nobel prize 
For being the first 
To lift their hand
From the buzzer 
Letting all their 
Shackled…

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Growth

Don’t let a barrage of negativity uproot your…

Three Limericks On A Wednesday Morning

Proving the uniqueness of humanity

On Getting Older, but Not Wiser

I wrote this poem after I turned thirty-nine and felt like I was still making a lot of the same mistakes…