




today, continued warm temperatures
but tomorrow, southerly winds begin to blow
a little rain & cooler, crisper air soon to follow
so long summer; hello autumn loveliness!
I wrote a poem in tribute to the closing of a downtown Des Moines gathering place that closed its doors earlier this year. It appears in the local CITYVIEW online and print October issues.
I’m so pleased they’ve chosen to run it. I am grateful!
My poem, Ode to the Ritual Cafe, Downtown Des Moines, appears on page 15. Thank you for looking!
break out the orange & black!
the goblins, the monsters, the witches —
the haunting season, with its creepy delights
its spooky memes, its shivers of fear —
just the very BEST season of the year!
the lake today was divine.
we trolled the perimeter,
nice & slow & easy —
I took the helm, briefly,
piloting twisting curls
atop the water’s glass,
jumping & jostling across
our own wake.
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later, you relayed
a few Hegseth outtakes
from today’s uber-odd military confab.
mood-killer on steroids, that’s for sure.
damn you, MAGA morons. all of you!
not once, but twice
you animated this monster
to the detriment of all.
I’m so angry and outraged,
worried and frightened.
Seriously.
Is this really what you all wanted?
I find some poems
difficult to read
I’d name names —
that would be rude —
but I think
you know who you are
backdrop: a huge steer
in Sioux Falls, SD.
I’m reminded of Mom,
when she conquered
that bull in Texas &
Daddy, he was so surprised.
sneezes bellow —
eyes itch;
nose does, too.
pollen levels
continue to irk.
ragweed not done
with me, just yet.
navy/rust rugby, comfortable cotton —
just a smidge of spandex (why? not a clue.)
oversized but I don’t mind the look
and the autumn woods are calling.
leaves littering the patio
skitter across the concrete,
they tumble and writhe
in an artificial wind
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