January 29, 2015

January 28, 2015

  • She's Got the Beat

    she's got the beat
    take the heat and
    go meet her be
    sweet to her she's
    gonna be oh
    so free wait and
    see let her lead
    meet her need don't
    exceed her or
    plead with her for things she isn't giving up

January 2, 2015

  • Just One More Time

    a nice guy but kind of shy
    living in the world and wondering why
    things are so complicated

    a sweet girl with a spicy smile
    gonna stop and chat a while
    about the way things are

    a shining star, a ray of hope
    dangles at the end of the rope
    and all they can do is hang in there

    some will freeze, some will drown
    most will never come around
    to face the truth or take the dare
    they just stop and stare
    they don't care

    no one knows how the story ends
    who will break and who will bend
    what matters is they take a stand
    just one more time

January 1, 2015

  • That Which Is Over

    that which is over begins again
    count it as loss, then count it as gain
    forget all the tears, forget all the pain
    turn off your thoughts on the down-bound train

December 29, 2014

  • Wound up for the holidays (kinda sorta)

    Happy Hanukkah
    Merry Christmas
    Happy New Year

    It was a nice, quiet holiday season for me. I liked it.

    Starting in January, I am going to strive to write at least two posts a week. If I can make six posts a month, I will be satisfied. One post will be essay. One post will be poetry.

    I don't read enough, either online or offline. For some reason I can't stay focused on reading like I used to. This has to change.

    Also, I need to start making money from other sources. I'm tired of teaching in classrooms where the air is either too cold, resulting in sickness, or the kids are paying more attention to their computer games. I have ebooks available on a number of websites, but poetry doesn't sell well. Not like it used to. I need to try to write some short stories for a change, and maybe do it right enough to sell to a variety of markets.

    I have a lot of pictures, but no clue as to whether or not there is a market for what I have.

    Seems like my mind is wound up too tight in the wrong direction. Let's see what happens when it ticks the other way.

    More later.

December 11, 2014

December 8, 2014

  • Music of Saturday Night

    he played the blues
    win or lose, paid
    his dues, lit the
    fuse as he taught
    what he thought was
    long shot romance
    bought a dance and
    a chance to en-
    hance their love for the music of Saturday night

December 5, 2014

  • expiration date

    nine years away from home
    a big world that I've got to roam
    got a lot of miles that I have to go
    but I'm down on luck and short of dough
    can't go back but I can keep straight
    keep goin' forward to my expiration date

    a world full of borders
    guard towers and fences
    seven billion line their own defenses
    no one knows who gives the orders
    they can't look back or shoot real straight
    keep lookin' forward to their expiration date

    brothers, sisters, human disgrace
    I got lost in this place
    and I know I have to move on
    say goodbye and then I'm gone
    I can't come back so please don't wait
    keep movin' forward to my expiration date

December 2, 2014

  • Ebooks for Sale

    I have three ebooks available through several ebook sellers. Here are some links.


    The Chiang Mai Sessions


    Barnes and Noble

    iTunes Store


    Kobo Books


    The Bangkok Sessions


    Barnes and Noble

    iTunes Store


    Kobo Books


    Shadows of Doi Suthep


    Barnes and Noble


    iTunes Store

    Kobo Books

    A fourth collection of poetry is in the works. "Under Crushed Black Velvet Skies" is my poetry journal from April, 2013. It features all the poems I wrote in answer to a challenge to write a poem a day during National Poetry Month, which is promoted by the Academy of American Poets. I hope to have it available by the end of the week.

  • Promises of Doom and Gloom

    how many heroes have left the room
    after they couldn't take no more?
    what of the promises of doom and gloom
    were they broken when they closed the door?
    somewhere night has fallen
    it's fallen and can't get back up
    and I'm calling on you
    'cause I've fallen and can't get back up
    I'm calling on you

    there are no more heroes in the room
    they left at the break of day
    the silly promises of gloom and doom
    left us broken with nothing to say
    somewhere night has fallen
    it's fallen and can't get back up
    and you're counting on me
    to play the fallen hero again
    you're counting on me?

    this is not where I will meet my fate
    and I'm not taking the fall
    doom and gloom promises are out of date
    they are no longer posted on the wall
    a smile is fading
    it is fading into the darkness
    and I'm calling on you
    but you won't answer the telephone
    I'm fading away