Category Archives: Poetry

Mirrors Don’t Tell All

March 12, 2024 – 11:03 am

We look in the mirror thinking that’s how people see us but it’s how we see ourselves. At one time I stopped looking in the mirror and only viewed myself as a shadow at sunset. Now I look in the mirror and no longer see who I was or am or will be. I only […]

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Key West Light – April 1981

March 5, 2024 – 3:50 pm

A few palm trees in sight Wavering in the Key West light. High noon on Key West Even in the shade The blinding brightness All horizons so close Key West. No sailor fears the edge of the world I know no fear I stand on Key West. 95 miles from Cuba. Swim out South from […]

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Florida Drifter – January 1975 – Journal Entry

March 5, 2024 – 7:52 am

1975
Winter
 Past midnight
 A Palm Beach golf course
 The 17th green
 Palm trees silhouettes Against a starry balmy night.
 I fall asleep. On a sheet On the green grass. Before dawn
 Rain drops
 Not rain
 Green sprinklers
 To the west night
 To the east the sun
 Flamingoes surrounded the green
 Pink flamingoes A hot swampy […]

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December 13, 1978 – East Village – Journal

February 26, 2024 – 3:47 pm

My first childhood on Falmouth Foresides And then the South Shore of Boston. In 1976 I left for good. New York bound, Two years now Yet I miss New England The White Mountains The Maine Coast Old Orchard Beach, Portland’s Eastern Promenade The view on Mount Washington far to the west The two old schooners […]

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December 12, 1978 – East Village – Journal

February 26, 2024 – 1:38 pm

Poor Alice bears the financial brunt of our relationship. Beyond that she is my love and a good woman to my heart. We still haven’t had sex and she hasn’t had her period. Three weeks and she sleeps in the other room. I hear her crying and try to comfort her, but I haven’t the […]

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