[tabby title="Poem"] Almost loose on Freedom Day,With new visions of what might be,An old current from history’s sea,Almost unworldly, call it fey. Gone the worn apartheid state,All human sapiens stand bipedal,Capable of good in their mettle,Sailing beyond the old narrow...

[tabby title="Poem"] The hugger’s wish has a touch of joy,Like ice from the old pond ridge,Delivering block ice for the fridge,Weekly arriving by the ice-man employee. He gave kids a free piece to melt and chew.How we waited for that...

[tabby title="Poem"] The global game has many moves,Some offer no advantage,Leaving questions what to manage,Zugzwang has all the bad groves. Casting us ‘tween rock and hard place,Like sailing Scylla and Charybdis,Hoping a great crisis to miss,Limiting loses via fate and...

[tabby title="Poem"] Thoughts rock about in Easter season,Beyond the colored eggs and sweets,A sense of wonder with cosmic tweets,An ethereal message like some beacon. Shining from a place of perfection,Perhaps an oasis in the dry sky,Accessed by the soul, if...

[tabby title="Poem"] (The Language of Trees) Under this exterior, carved into the trunk,Water transport—a hardwood canoe,That once carried us far, a true breakthrough,Transporting the merchants, and maybe a monk. The finding’s age, like a pyramid,Shows humans were in the New...