Poem: Powder Keg

Momma and daddy were gasoline and gunpowder
Playing at least once a week with matches
Until someone exploded into a raging inferno
Large enough that we feared it would consume us
No one ever died but we all had scars from the burns
That never quite healed despite the passing of years

Poem: An Old Man Confronting Youth

Drinking in the night
Drunk on all her vanities
Sleeping it off during the day
Short memories give away
The suffering we have brought

Poem: The Cowboy and the Samurai a Narrative

I was a cowboy in America
Before crossing the pacific divide
In feudal Japan I now ride

I a samurai
With an ancient blade of steel
Protecting my home

Poem: UnCivil War

Lips draw tight
In battle lines
Stretching across
Dinner tables
Where brother
Versus brother
Stares daggers