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poet, technologist, cynic, father of five, child of chaos, punker, prankster, patriot, punster, leftist, latino, japanophile, audiophile, beer drinker, quiche eater, dog walker, soft talker, deep thinker, shallow sleeper, introvert, covert operative in a parallel universe.

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    extra special bitter
    hops are bitter. life is bitter. coincidence?

    Saturday, April 29, 2006

    commencement

    I remember
    when you told me
    that he was the one.
    the sparkle in your eye
    that was never there for me.
    how happy I
    pretended to be
    when you blushed
    and thanked me
    for my poems
    and handed them
    back to me
    wishing me
    the best of luck.

     

    Thursday, April 27, 2006

    definition

    re-orged: to be blinded and to perpetually roll a giant boulder up a mountain to the peak, only to have it inevitably roll back down the mountain into the valley.

     

    sunrise

    sunrise
    my newborn daughter’s
                                     smile

    for Rebekah — born 27 April 1983

     

    Sunday, April 23, 2006

    signs of spring


    signs of spring —
    the old car’s
    new paint job

     

    Friday, April 21, 2006

    restless night









    restless night —
    the dog’s paw
    on my shoulder

    restless night —
    the dog snores
    in my ear

     

    Thursday, April 20, 2006

    sunrise

    sunrise —
    her lipstick
    on an empty shot glass

     

    Tuesday, April 18, 2006

    was it something I said?

    was it something I said?
    a cardinal retreats
    to the back of the tree

    was it something I said?
    rain clouds gather
    above the horizon

    was it something I said?
    a piece of cheese taken
    from the mouse trap again

     

    Monday, April 17, 2006

    azalea blossoms

    azalea blossoms —
    my daughter asks a question
    about diamonds

     

    Sunday, April 16, 2006

    Easter Sunday

    Easter Sunday —
    chasing a rabbit
    away from the tulips

     

    Saturday, April 15, 2006

    finally spring

    finally spring —
    the scent of her hair

     

    Thursday, April 13, 2006

    spring cleaning

    spring cleaning —
    our next-door neighbor
    is smoking again

     

    self-referential black holes and other astral phenomena

    during a two and-an-half hour meeting this morning a Senior Vice President decried the fact that engineers like me spent far too much time in meetings to be productive.

     

    Wednesday, April 12, 2006

    police sirens

    police sirens...
    stepping over
    a dead pigeon

     

    Tuesday, April 11, 2006

    April showers

    April showers —
    let me help you out
    of that wet dress

     

    Sunday, April 09, 2006

    lunch






    lunch
    with
    my
    sons
    a
    wish-
    filled
    sandwich


     

    Palm Sunday

    Palm Sunday —
    a homeless man
    gives me directions

     

    Saturday, April 08, 2006

    twilight

    twilight —
    my teenaged son’s
    peach fuzz

     

    Friday, April 07, 2006

    spring rain

    spring rain —
    a Red Sox cap
    on the wine bottle

     

    Thursday, April 06, 2006

    red light

    red light —
    the dog sniffs a crack
    in the sidewalk

     

    Wednesday, April 05, 2006

    ***@#$%^&***!!!

    first week of April —
    I invent another word
    for snow

     

    Tuesday, April 04, 2006

    spring snow

    spring snow —
    the poet hunkers down
    at the end of the bar

     

    Monday, April 03, 2006

    daylight savings

    daylight savings —
    I’d love to have
    that hour back...

     

    Sunday, April 02, 2006

    writer's block

    writer’s block —
    a kite
    caught in a tree

     

    Saturday, April 01, 2006

    April Fool's Day

    April Fool’s Day —
    will anyone come
    to our poetry reading?

    April Fool’s Day —
    the mockingbird
    calls my name

     

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