Just published, Book III

SEA GLASS SOUL - Invisible Colors, Poems and Paintings

My poetry and Pat Morgan's art - available at,
The Sea Glass Poetry Trilogy is now complete.

Sunday, August 5, 2012


With a nose as big as a Buick
He could smell a dog relieving himself
On the next block.

This was no gainful asset,
It made his life
Odorous hell.

On his bus ride to work
He knew who had showered
And who had not,

Who took salami for lunch
And if the bus driver
Took a swig before his shift.

Last week he got lucky,
A close friend gave him
His cold.

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