Month: March 2026

Tiger Woods

play the Masters

not done …

TL

Fade Away

under the cloud

fade

into the blade

like run-off paint

on a pristine green

like smoke

after the wish

was made

like a strand of lights

unplugged

at the end

of a year

like a song

on repeat

that eventually

gets replaced

by a new rhythm

like a stick tree

that lost all its leaves

in one full gust

like an Oak that took a cut

then a char

before it crumbled

to ash

swept away

in the wind

like a pretty promise

on a Spring-filled day

that froze

under the weight

of a harsh winter

like a book

in a basement

box

that was once

held

and revered

like a bird

that fell

from the sky

that had migrated

a million miles

to feel warm

like a blue butterfly

that lived but a day

but what a day

like the scent

of a red rose

flattened

between the pages

of a poetic line

that will never be

what it was

what it once was

…

but it was

TL

Dear Dad,

it’s 3

in the morning

Spring is almost

sprung

with the time change

and all

we’ve had up

and down weather

round here

people are snowed-in

in New York

and other parts

making giant snowmen

and colorful igloos

and ice sculptures

no flakes here

jest off and on rain

planted watermelon seeds

yesterday

and garlic bulbs

and pruned the roses

and moved the dead-looking plants

the cold took

maybe they’ll perk back up

‘ya never know

had some red geraniums

in a window box one year

that looked deader than dust

but they came back

bright red

‘ya jest never know

need to run up to the lake

and turn the water

back on

it’d be nice to be there now

waiting for the sun to come up

over the water

but i love being here at home

too

been rearranging stuff

and thinking about things

lots of things

probably why i can’t sleep

time is slipping away

you’ve been gone

33 years today

you wouldn’t recognize

the world

right now

it’s nothing like it was

when you were in it

and i could go on and on about it

but it wouldn’t change a thing

it is what it is

but some things remain the same

that you would recognize …

the light still comes up

in the morning

illuminating the leaves

and turning the dew to diamonds

same on the sea

and across the river

and the mist still moves across the pasture

through the trees

like a blessing

before it drifts off

leaving the flowers to say

what they say

and the rabbits still come out

and chew on the clover

and the deer on corn

the cows still graze on grass

the horses still chew on hay

the chickens still lay their eggs

and the rooster still crows

the robin comes back in the Spring

like the daffodils and the buttercups

like lily-of-the-valley

and children still hunt fer the golden egg

and play outside

and watch it rain when it rains

and wish for snow at Christmas

and a rainbow in the sky is still something

to see

you can still hear a distant train on the tracks

and a church bell ring

and a cheer go up at a game

and the bases are still loaded

and the field is still full of fans

and the court is still slammed

and the boxers are still in the ring

and golf is still green

and everyone everywhere is still running

their own race

at their own pace

there’s always something to still laugh about

or cry about

or whine about

just more magnified

now

but the basic things in life

remain …

i still miss you

too much

same as i did

when i was

jest a kid

TL

(March 1, 1993)