Thoughts In A Lyonnaise Church

Sheltered under beckoning spires  Prismatic windows spin fire Onto cold stone Taking a pew, he sits alone.  Votives burn and flicker   Incense ghosts’ bicker A monstrance gleams  Nothing is what it seems.  Sacerdotalism misplaced ...

Circus Bread

Glowing faces  Fingers dancing Connections on hold News, diversions, errata Dopamine likes never postponed.  Mother, father, son, daughter,  At table  Eating one handed  Chewing, Their batteries running low.  The waitress sighs She has tables to turn. ...

Forgotten Flute

My daughter forgot her flute  I have to take it to school Must have for her class to toot Unseen by me, I’m not cool.  Parking spot  Armed seraphim overwatch Disembodied intercom squawks,  Innocence to protect his lot Steel door, suspicion Gorgon...

Ode to My Father’s Urn

Amid lettered plinths, names call out, Numbers, expiration dates.  Once here, there, and about, Now in boxes sold at high rates.  Benches upon which to sit, Staring at images enamel blazed And plastic flowers never to wilt Resolute against memory’s...