
It is a day’s work we do,
And where does one find its end?
I was a teacher for twenty years;
Ex-students still haunt me in K-Mart
And at Sonic and in nightmares
About pajamas and podiums, Continue reading “Road Conditions”
Rural Oklahoma Museum of Poetry
Poetry of the People

It is a day’s work we do,
And where does one find its end?
I was a teacher for twenty years;
Ex-students still haunt me in K-Mart
And at Sonic and in nightmares
About pajamas and podiums, Continue reading “Road Conditions”
I am making some cards and card booklets for Valentine’s Day for my sister’s shop. So I have been composing little love poems to put in them. It’s a bit hard to write a love poem nowadays. Everything has been said. Or has it? Continue reading “Love Quatrains, Love Poetry & Its Opposite”
Write me a poem, he said,
About love and the end of time
And nail it to the hickory tree
In the fence row behind grandma’s house,
Where the coyotes won’t see it Continue reading “Rattle Your Clothes”
The Rural Oklahoma Museum of Poetry, Locust Grove, OK, invites you to a Valentine’s Day poetry event: Dog From Hell: V-Day Poetry ROMP. Tour the museum, engage in the interactives, mingle, and participate in a poetry workshop to make your own Valentine’s Day poems and cards—typical love poetry not required. Poet Charles Bukowski called love a dog from hell, so what metaphor can you create for it? Continue reading “Dog From Hell: V-Day Baby!”