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, March 24, 2013


When the bridge I built failed

During the evening rush,

Falling into the river below,

Making a sundae topped with

Cars and people, floating,

Drowning, it was me who crashed.

My failure was murder, but I live,

Not even probation or confinement.

My A’s in physics at Cornell,

Hadn’t prepared me for the collapse.

Tell my father not to be proud anymore,

Explain to my mother, love is not enough.

Give my wife

A message;

If I could be someone else tonight,

I’d be a baker selling bread

To hungry people

On their way home.

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