Merry Christmas
Your hair smelled like a Montepulciano old Italian wine that’s what I remember most moldy earth what is that why …
Category Archives: Los Angeles Poetry
My Knit Cap
My Dickies cap Keeps my head warm It stretches out when my hair is long Shrinks up nicely When my …
OG Ranch Style
She’s only 91 With her earthquake cracks The occasional rat Wood windows leak Doors open in the summer Hardwood floors …
So What?
Dream of jazz Kind Of Blue The whole thing Through the night A song Every lyric In the morning It’s …
You Skillet You
When one is Seasoned Seasoned like an 80 year old Cast iron skillet You shine Or You rust Revisit drinking …
Oscar Wilde Is Alive And Well
He’s living in India Doing yoga Wearing linen My cravat Sipping gin Reading my blog Aloud Pitying me And Joyously …
Where Did You Go?
Last night I walked Venetian alleyways With Frank Zappa I told him I needed More Creative Friends He laughed And …
The Case For The Audible Yawn
As you lay your head on a pillow To sleep Or go about your day in the usual way A …
Oh Superman
Some friend tried to introduce me to Superman the other night The next day I saw him on a bluff …
The Barn Find
As each year passes I wonder When the anger and pain will cease. Every time I’m sure it’s gone It …
Walter Kitty's Diary 