Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Nobody's Poetaster
poetical musings
Saturday, May 9, 2026
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.
Monday, April 6, 2026
Werewolves of London
I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
He was looking for the place called Lee Ho Fook's
Gonna get a big dish of beef chow mein
Ah-hoo
Sunday, March 29, 2026
Stayin' Alive
Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother. You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive. Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin'
And we're stayin' alive, stayin' aliveAh, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive
Friday, February 27, 2026
Wake Up Everybody
As Black History month comes to a close, a song:
Wake Up Everybody
Wake up, everybody, no more sleeping in bed
No more backward thinking, time for thinking ahead
The world has changed so very much from what it used to be
There's so much hatred, war, and poverty, whoa, oh
Wake up, all the teachers, time to teach a new way
Maybe then they'll listen to whatcha have to say
Cause they're the ones who's coming up, and the world is in their hands
When you teach the children, teach 'em the very best you can
The world won't get no better
If we just let it be
The world won't get no better
We gotta change it, yeah, just you and me
- Harold Melvin & the Blue Notes featuring Teddy Pendergrass
https://youtu.be/axmBtBOlbVU?si=R5diXiUyaEUhCgS9
Sunday, February 22, 2026
Lent & Taxes
A long time ago, my father brought home a live chicken. I must have been 8 or 9 years old. Who knows where it came from. Dad sometimes did construction work pro bono especially for his AA friends who needed help.