And I can… #poetry #art #love #uganda


you ask me what I do

so many hats sit in a corner

I point…

some are dusty

others can no longer be worn

I’m tired…

paper leaves scatter

rose petals crumble with age


children I have loved

stories I have told

one heart…

no value a head shakes

pennies fall from my pocket

hope hangs …

trial and error

at times I want to give up

but one word…

inspires me to try

ignited and refreshed

by LOVE!!!



I dedicate this to my dear friends / family in No. Uganda. Your love is not based on aquisition of things, a degree, a profession. It is given freely. That is the kind of love that God has for each of us.



Learn From the Past #americana #microfiction #poetry


White wash will cover

mute it away

hide the reminder

agedness and decay


 an old wizened face

 all knowing eyes

there is life and history

no paint can disguise


more things than saw

behind the facade

a life, a story

so much had gone on


if you try to separate

life from this place

you will miss what has happened

it will be a disgrace


for when it was young

a beauty you’d see

a family, animals

 life-giving trees


Now listen and learn

from vine-covered wood

a tale, antiquity

where history stoically stood

Check out  the group of  Micro-Fiction writers at Friday Fictioners and the wonderful weekly picture prompts like this fantastic barn shot!

Time is ticking away #death #life #poetry


they asked me when I was a kid

how long they thought i’d live

i said” i don’t know

maybe after the world is covered with snow.”

they asked me when I was a sailor

how long I thought til it was over?

i shook my head,

“my best friend yesterday at 20 was dead”

they asked me when i was a dad

“how long do you think you have?”

“i’d like to be old as a good wine

maybe that would be 99.”

“they asked me how long now that you are 88?”

“it’s waiting for death I hate

i hope ungrateful i do not sound

of life i’d like another round”

This is dedicated to a dear friend who was like my dad as I was growing up. Each day now is  a battle with cancer…