Category Archives: Poetry

a visit to the pharmacy on a Wednesday

a vist to the pharmacy on a Wednesday


cars abed we will go

cars abed we will go/we prepared to sleep that night/let those others roar with all their might/we will rest under street and moon light/our rest we’ll take by the curb side/until the morning light


it is that enchanted night of the week/when trash must with the curb/meet

garbage to some and trash to others/it lays there waiting sparkling in the light of a moon/each night

tomorrow it will away hauled by green and gold to build tall mountains

of trash/amazing to behold