A limerick I resolved to parent the child my girl is, But I often sigh, thinking: "Gee Whiz..." Cuz when her peers clear the street, And boys flee in retreat, I see the neighbors smirk, "Yep, that kid's his!" d'Verse poetics: Resolving to Resolve At d'Verse, poets were prompted to weave a piece of advice… Continue reading Oy vey, or: Hoyden
Poetry Partners #114 'She is like glass' (for my daughter), a poem by Sean Mathews of 'seanmathews.blog' She is like glass I see through her Tough and fragile Transparent daughter When we touch Strong and slim Like porcelain Of silk smooth skin And she shines Bright as day Prism of life’s Vital ray A glowing… Continue reading Glass, or: Pearls
My 1st kasa (or gasa) I feel guilty. People live in terror, scared of COVID, wearing face masks. Pandemic, corona; bodies pile up. Numbers don't lie, as more die every day. But I'm just one man with a child; and I want her to thrive, grow up carefree, attend first grade. Normalcy is today's ~… Continue reading As more die, or: As we did once
Sevenling (I am gifting) I am gifting her with an incredible fluency in English, which will open countless doors for her; the open-mindedness to brave the complexity of truth; and my undying love to ground her. Every day, she continues to gift me her endless, adoring love, which I live for; a purpose in this… Continue reading Precious, or: Born again human
A musette The deer is in her sights quite clear Loud noise the still silence destroys Buck falls Pa hears his girl's proud calls
The Skeptic's Kaddish 🇮🇱 
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