they say dark matter’s all around–
it can’t be seen; it makes no sound.
yes, you can look, but you won’t see
it’s amplitude nor frequency.
although it e’er remains unseen,
it can be felt, like gravity.
i find these facts a little odd–
dark matter acts a bit like god.
–photo by me
school buses and geese
amass for final review
before heading out
–photo by me
my daughter is a grandmother
my son is turning grey
and autumn’s come around again–
the timer ticks away
still, the answers elude me
i am lost in the fray
but i’m starting to suspect that
it’s all designed that way
–photo by me
in one of his moments,
he filled a glass tower
with crystal components
and magical power.
the wizard’s computer
could process so fast,
it answered his questions
before they were asked.
but soon that fell under
the auspice of sin–
when one day he wondered
which racehorse would win.
–image by ai
shoreline flowers that
can see their own reflection
are both blessed and cursed–
they’re blessed at their blooming best
and cursed at their withered worst
–photo by son aaron
–photos by me
i came into this world
on a cold winter night,
kicking and screaming
and already guilty
of a crime so heinous
that eternal torture
was deemed to be
the only appropriate
punishment for me.
then, the doctor spanked
my bottom and cut off
part of my tender penis.
from there, things got crazy…
–photo of me
the heron stalks ponds that are scummy
for the muculent prey there are yummy–
whether slimy green frogs
or the glazed polywogs,
he loves how they tickle his tummy.
–photo by me
the golden hour–
that lull between the day’s end
and the night’s trouble
–photo by son aaron
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