Time is everything It never dies– It never lived- Its solo hero Is eternity. It is limitless. A silent pool, collecting Drop after drop. It is unendingness. It never seems To have begun. BUT FOR ME TIME IS NOW. To those who stop To peer at galaxies Their limits Beyond the scope of all our […]
The A Cappella Handyman: Concert in My Head
Down at the waterfront’s “Naked Oyster,” the dinner hours are over. The clink of glasses at the bar can still be heard as patrons move to the small stage area and the house lights begin to dim and focus on the night’s entertainment. Over the PA system comes the singular announcement: “Ladies and Gentlemen of […]
Jeff Burkhart’s “Rhyme and Reason”: Bostonian
I’ve spent some time in Boston Massachusetts is 1st class Red Sox, Celtics, Patriots The beans will give you gas It took some time to understand The way they speak their words I marvel at the way they treat Nouns, adjectives and verbs The way that they say “Peabody” Sounds like it’s “P’b’dee” “Car” is […]
Poetry Corner: Bud Light “Alone”
He sighs bending down, pensively searching for leftovers nobody else wanted He ponders the future starting out at the old south side four flat He worries sbout paying his rent pensively searching the soil for a lucky penny He moves on rickety unsure legs down stone pocked slabs, toward the corner grocery And buys the […]
Poetry Corner: James Garrett “Love One Another”
Love one another, Feel the joy. Love conquers all, For both girl and boy. Start with a smile, A handshake of two. See what kindness, And affection, can do. Love shared by all, Each a sister and brother. Hold tight and long, Love one another.
The A Cappella Handyman: Paying it Forward
Paying it Forward Went out to see a customer this morning, from what she explained on the phone, maybe I could do her work, or maybe I shouldn’t. Turned out I referred her to two new sources, both younger than me, that will do her work just fine. We talked for the next hour on […]
Jeff Burkhart’s “Rhyme and Reason”: To the Young Men
Throughout time the young men go, to fight the old men’s war To charge and fight and kill and die, but not to ask what for A rite of passage gauntlet game, to see which ones survive To live out life just wondering why, that they are still alive Whittled warriors, bodies broken, torn apart […]
Poetry Corner: Bud Light “Bittersweet”
We lay asleep protected by the shroud of night The prelude to a frenzied life That precedes life’s frantic race To each new day. It was quiet there And we felt We could race each other To the moon. And as we slept, Protected by the shroud of night There in the east A hand-held […]
Poetry Corner: Johanna Ely “Summer Twilight”
Sit quietly at the water’s edge, under the delicate calligraphy of black branches. Listen for the tiniest ripple of still water- let it soothe your heart. Notice how a pale blue-gray sky sweetens to dusky apricot on the horizon, how it softens the distant bridge, the sleepy hills. Watch the gulls careen and swoop, fly […]
Poetry Corner: James Garrett “My Father’s Face”
I saw my father, Again last night. He appeared to me, When I turned on the light. I looked in the mirror, And saw his face. The same as mine, Same hair, same eyes, yes, same face. The tree to the acorn, The acorn to the tree. Son of his, Came to be. I understand […]