2009 E-Book Poetry


Last Words Out

Bridge to Love

February Nights



Maybe You’ll Shine

Six O’clock Whistle


The Archeology of Sound

Candles and Cognac

Would You Say You’re in Love

Between Christmas and Thanksgiving

New Hard Times

Come Over You

No More Words

Tiny Pricks

Birthday in the Sun

It’s Just a Kiss Away

Kissing Your Neck

Corduroy, Fleece and Flannel

Who Do Voodoo on You

A Prescribed Ego

Lemons and Limes

Women and Wine

No More Bones for You

the Power of a Daydream


a Graveyard Gives

Beside the River

Everyday Americans

Wish You No Harm

Wooden Floors

Ride Away


Two Wastes of Life

In Bed at Cheteau Marmont

Jim Sheridan Took My Shirt

Perfect July Nite in L.A.

Independent Lens

Ah, Saturdays

Where It All Begins

If It’s One to Ten She’s a Twelve

and That’s Why She’s Always



Rock & Roll Music

Man and Twelve String Guitar Make History

Friday at 3:00 a.m.

The Way My Sisters’ Children Used to Play

Front Porch

The Devil’s Music

Young Love

Sunny Sunshine

Norms, Values and People Who Think They Have the Right to Tell You What to Do


Escort Economy

Pink Red Dress

Behind the Waterfall


The Ledger

Expanding Universe

Supportive Hope

Johnny English and the Aliens

Christmas Barrette

Max's Kansas City

one pay check away

be my everyday

Take the Change

i don't even know her name

be myself

Black Magik Blood


Morning Sun

Wolf Hollow Inn


Poetry 101: Ecstatic Vision

D.C. Blues

Dear Pittsburgh Penguins

a Hot Mess

Yeah You

D.C. Blues (2nd Draft)

The Bible, the Koran, the Torah are not virtual road maps they’re just guides for a “big cash in” if that’s what you’re into and believe you need more greed to take with you …
Ah, when do you think we’ll understand that taking a stand is just not an ordinary protest
that you can attend and then go home and pull the covers over your head? It’s about change that brings about giving one life, love & peace on Earth like George Harrison said
And it offends me to walk around D.C. and see pious people in grand suits because if I was notably against their agenda for their own personal treasures I know they’d shoot me dead
And it offends me to see women who wrap their heads in veils to conceal their suppression in a way that’s meant to really steal democratic elections in oil rich Islamic countries where if you’re a freedom fighter you can really feel all the hatred of oppression where the mystery of Persian night is over for me --- I know that they’re not free
So, well, that’s okay as long as you don’t ever even try to apply that shit on me, man … because I am a Freedom man who likes my ripped and frayed, faded Levis jeans and wants the freedom to grow my hair long and shave my face and contribute to the human race
And if that means by getting higher to see above the blowing sands of the land well, then, that’s okay with me and it should be with you = don’t tell me what to do = I drink, I swear, I sex, I don’t believe in your lies = you’re a liar = you’re liars and I am politically correct here so don’t ask me to excuse myself as I am no diplomat for your cause(s) for treasure
As I’m just trying to get along by myself and be a free man in America, in the world, in my worn vintage Levis like the color of D.C. blues washed in the big corporate machine
where we all wash our hands after taking a stand for the causes we really should understand