Russell Rosander's Small Storm

A small storm rages in the dead of night
Not tearing at the limbs of trees in the darkness
Not raging in the swirling sky above
But within these compound walls
Of stone and skin

Portions of Corsets

Portions of corsets on storefront mannequins.

Portions of corsets
clutter my yard.   

Legs of piano.
Torn boards of card.

Quaint Sayings of Uncle Jeff: On Mothers

Uncle Jeff ruminated on thoughts and themes from sorrow to happiness at the turn of the last century. His niece, Iva, noted nine such sayings. As a young woman of 26 in 1929, Iva was determined to collect and write down the quaint sayings of her Uncle Jeff for posterity's sake. She wrote down his homespun adages within the pages of her second-hand copy of Three Centuries of American Poetry and Prose.

On Mother's Day we look at what Uncle Jeff had to say about mothers...

Sidecar Serendipity

Motorcycle dreams: past, present and future...

I got to see the
light of a smile
upon the face
of a 79 year old child

An inquisitive child
who once rode a bike
from Asia to Europe
in a simpler time

Tonto — No un poema de cinco de mayo

Recuerde el Alamo
Recuerde el Maine
Recuerda la batalla de Puebla
Recuerda la batalla de Gettysburg
Recuerde que ninguno es una fiesta nacional
patrocinada por licores o cerveza.