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”
Road Conditions
Category: Poems
Poetry from Oklahoma
Rattle Your Clothes
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”
A Winter Dream of Spring
Let’s get lost in a ditch
where the hoary bindweed grows,
where the sun is at half-mast
and the wind won’t reach our toes.
Cannot
North enters the story with one sweep
Of the wind’s cold hand. It bruises you
With its knowledge of You can never
Leave. You cannot unbend the steel
You placed so carefully along your spine.
But the wind is more than cannot. Continue reading “Cannot”
Without
Each morning has stopped being the same
Though the dogs don’t pronounce this.
It’s something in the sound of the car
Responding to my touch, something
In the sleep left in my waking bones. Continue reading “Without”
Pine Suit
Bedroom suit. No bed.
Perhaps there are other rooms
Your pine attire will match,
Though do not forget the armoire,
Which for some reason,
Is easier to spell than “suite.” Continue reading “Pine Suit”
Rural Oklahoma Museum of Poetry 