Art by Mark Harm Niemeyer

Thursday, July 16, 2026

Flesh

Human behavior, driven,
In no small measure,
By biology, and the
Promise of pleasure…

Wednesday, July 15, 2026

Geopolitics

Hearing the first Cicadas' cries,
While wars are fought over gas,
And territory, the Kudzu vines
Don't care, "This too shall pass",
Underling words unspoken, as 
Elephants trample the grass...

Saved By Public Transport

Slumped on the back of the
Bus seat, under the vent,
Blowing down cool air on
My fevered neck, heaven-sent,
The awesome feeling of relief,
As my sweat evaporates,
And the curse of the
Too hot humidity abates...

Tuesday, July 14, 2026

Septuagenarious

Right around 70 was the
Beginning, the start,
Of her body slowly
Falling apart…

Inductive

Artificial intelligence,
Not quite the same as
Common sense...

For wisdom
Is corporeal,
Grown from what
You see and feel...

冷夏

Wilted Hydrangeas,
Droop and bend,
Sayonara, rainy
Season's end...

Thanks

With the rising Sun,
Our spirits lift,
Each new breath,
Each new day, a gift...

Friday, July 10, 2026

Negotiation

Truce time and talks,
We hoped they would forgive,
Bury the hatchet,
Live and let live,
But we could tell from
The looks in their eyes,
That they had no
Desire to compromise...   

Imaginary

My room, a rectangular box,
Filled with restive air,
Host to mental adventures,
But nothing really there…

Hamamatsu Tragedy, 7/7/2026

Jilted, and his ego could 
Not stand the mental pain,
So, he killed, and then
Jumped in front of a train,
Only fumes of a
Broken romance remain,
Blood on the tracks can
Neither repent nor explain...

Wednesday, July 8, 2026

Safe Haven

Survive in the shadows,
Away from the noise and glare,
And thrive in the cool,
Calm, and quiet there...

Air Strike

Crow chased by Swallows,
Harried, pestered, no rest,
Flies away, after getting too
Close to their nest...

Monday, July 6, 2026

抱っこ紐

Baby crying,
Unable to rest,
Goes quiet, harnessed
To mother’s chest,
Soothed by warmth
And smell of breast…

90-Something

Old one, her body a
Bag of aches & ills,
Kept alive by
Handfuls of pills,
Still thankful to
Breath the morning air,
Out in the light
In her wheelchair…

Friday, July 3, 2026

The Wager

Showtime, game on,
So it begins,
The dice are rolled,
A bottle spins,
Only gods know
How one wins...

Tuesday, June 30, 2026

How It Often Happens

It’s a race against time,
As things tend to diminish,
Sometimes disappear,
Before one can finish…

On The Sidewalk

Intact bird’s nest, lying on the ground,
Fallen from the tree above, I suppose,
So did the baby birds grow, or fly,
Or survive -- who knows?

Monday, June 29, 2026

煽り運転

Expressway, where drivers
Who speed in the fast lane,
Are impatient, aggressive,
And a type of insane…

Friday, June 26, 2026

Constrained

Hidden, roiling, boiling,
Deep, deep, inside,
Is where your passions,
Hunger, desires, hide,
Waiting for the chance,
The moment, of release,
And when that happens
There can be no peace...

Thursday, June 25, 2026

Unclear 不透明

When it comes to the truth,
Interpretations can apply,
What is said to be gospel,
Can also be deemed a lie,
The search for truth, elusive,
Despite how hard you try...

Sunday, June 21, 2026

夏至 2026

That the Druids gathered at Stonehenge,
Most did not notice, nor comprehend,
Longest day of the year commemorated,
Summer's beginning, and Spring's end...

Sheltering Sky

Breathless stories about aliens
Landing, invaders from Mars,
But in reality, there is only
Emptiness beyond the stars,
Or so it's assumed, because
There is no way to know,
And there still might be
Spacemen watching though...

Saturday, June 20, 2026

Comfort Zone?

So, I'm skating on thin ice,
As I write this verse,
But Moskow is burning,
Things could be worse...

Fire on a distant shore,
Somehow doesn't feel
So distant anymore...

Scorched Earth

We fled to the north, with
All we could carry and heft,
Later, returned to our town,
But nothing was left,
The rubble the cost of
Giving a fanatic a gun,
Who used us as shields,
Until it all came undone,
Drug us in a blood feud war
Which couldn't be won,
And now to survive, we must
Pack up and run...

Peace, of Sorts

The sound of rain gently 
Falling from nighttime sky,
Outside the barred window
Of the room where I lie,
Bathed in blue light,
Computer plays the lullaby…