And if I ever lose my eyes
Nobody's Poetaster
poetical musings
Thursday, June 4, 2026
Moon Shadow
Monday, June 1, 2026
My Heart Will Go On
Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go onOnce more, you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on
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Tuesday, May 26, 2026
Peter Rabbit
My apologies that our beagle
caught your sibling or cousin.
I did my best to give it
a respectful burial.
And I really didn't mean
to chase you out of the bushes.
How was my lawnmower to know
you were hiding in there?
While I know it is not original,
I've decided to call you Peter.
I prefer that to Paul.
Tuesday, May 12, 2026
Stayin' Alive
Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother
You're stayin' alive, stayin' aliveFeel the city breakin' and everybody shakin'
And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive
Saturday, May 9, 2026
Like a rolling stone
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
People call say 'beware doll, you're bound to fall'
You thought they were all kidding you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hanging out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging your next meal
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone
Saturday, May 2, 2026
A.M. Pacific
The morning ocean
startled by the infant sun
rests under a blanket
of a million silver coins
Elsewhere enraged
she tosses native fishing boats
like popcorn.
Note:
Just after the April 30 fall of Saigon and in the first week of May 1975, on board the USS Parsons somewhere in the Pacific near Okinawa.
Monday, April 27, 2026
Fast Car
"You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhereMaybe we can make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Any place is better
Starting from zero, got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something
Me, myself, I got nothing to prove..."
Monday, April 20, 2026
Are You?
There is a borderline I touch.
I don't know when I touch it.
It is not as if I feel when I touch it.
I don't; I don't think I do; do I?
I just touch it.
We all touch it.
This borderline we touch touches all of us ,
elusively, intermittently.
It starts at a point.
It stops at a point.
Am I touching it?
- April 1976, in port, Yokosuka Naval Base, Japan
Saturday, April 18, 2026
Where is the love
Where is the love? (Where is the love?)
Where is the love?
Soon as you were free?
Will it ever be?
Where is the love?
Monday, April 13, 2026
Pointless maybe
Forgive the intrusion
but words are how I express
me.
Mostly written words.
Attempting to be not too verbose,
preferring to be succinct.
Brevity is a virtue.
And these words?
Likely inconsequential.
Pointless maybe, but I hope not.
Just wanted to let you know,
thinking of you.