Category Archives: poetry

Haiku-led Poetry:  Narcissus

Posted on June 28, 2024 by orangeacorn

a mirror has no memory but reflection of present knowledge                           -June 27, 2024 Narcissus, good-looking gent that he was, paused to quench his thirst at the pool, spied his reflection and fell in love with his own image, so … Continue reading →

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Johnny Appleseed on the Frontier

Posted on June 25, 2024 by orangeacorn

the fruit is the dream of the seed, the apple’s form flowers from this myth

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This Is Dedicated

Posted on June 17, 2024 by orangeacorn

This Is Dedicated to the fireflies they hover muggy over June fields signaling clues for waxing crescent moons this is dedicated to the Atlantic tides that bring the sea turtles’ mission burying eggs on sands of barrier islands their mantra … Continue reading →

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Hebrew Toast

Posted on June 6, 2024 by orangeacorn

I cut my middle finger this morning, an accident, the blade slips by the first joint near the tip; holding a braid of challah with my left hand, sawing with a serrated bread knife in my right instead of pressing … Continue reading →

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May 30, 1957

Posted on May 30, 2024 by orangeacorn

Anzio veterans helmets hoisted flags dressed bronze statues aroused skinned knee Brownies line the square Decoration Day confederacy crawls up Medina Street hilltop Methodists parade thunderbird bicycles convertible beer cans quicksand in that pond three months in right field sunburns … Continue reading →

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Where the Mountain Went

Posted on May 28, 2024 by orangeacorn

The mountain across the street sits unseen, its mass visually obscured behind overlays of cumulus in complementary shades. To look, you’d never know a high mountain was there, any mountain. But it has presence, it can be felt, covering miles … Continue reading →

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The teacher orders a prompt,

Posted on February 25, 2024 by orangeacorn

a device to ignite our creative neurons. This kindly intention might suggest the use of a birthday, a favorite dessert, a first car among your inventory of mundanities. I envision sprinters at a high school track meet, abreast along a … Continue reading →

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Sam Drums Heart of Darkness

Posted on February 3, 2024 by orangeacorn

Sam drums regretless the cadence of his reports mimic “Ira Glass” on the set of “Apocalypse Now” as the crew guides upriver a gibbous moon waxes in and out smoke suspects blood coyotes smell hideous drag cooling carcass rage howls … Continue reading →

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Packard Drive

Posted on January 27, 2024 by orangeacorn

We are here because our ancestors believed in us. A house, too, has ancestors; bricks the mason gripped and mortared for these walls to rise two-and-a-half stories. The carpenter’s callused hands and blueprints coded the double helix that plumbed the … Continue reading →

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Gary and Jack

Posted on January 22, 2024 by orangeacorn

Gary saw seven dogs seated around the card table, he listened to “The Weight” as we wait for the collie to match, raise, or fold. Lady and the girls drink sherry in the kitchen and whisper to the yams. Jack … Continue reading →

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