Scavengers

Seven swallows pecking seeds chasing chickadees and bickering A surly sparrow not necessarily the strongest but the meanest strikes back at the circle of others encroaching not him but whatever he is and whatever he is doing if he isn’t one of them A mourning dove appears and with its zig zagged peck begins striking…

Is On Ys

I am still working on a decent take for the Youtube video of the 10th song from American Success Story. So I thought I would begin presenting the lyrics of the next work in progress after American Success. Follow the link after the poem to play the track. Is On Ys Don’t always mean a…

Music For Cockatiel and Guitar

I had planned to post the first of eleven video acts of  Pete Chandala, an American Success Story, but this was so special because one of my cockatiels was singing along to this impromptu progression I was playing.  

Mr. Clokchuk

Mr. Clokchuk  by RJHoffman Clockchuk is a substitute teacher who considers himself a writer, only he hasn’t gotten any of his stories published and is too lazy to keep a blog. On a Friday morning Clokchuk is called in to cover for a history teacher who has gotten food poisoning. The class has just completed…

The Crowd in the Cage

You are an entertainer. The crowd thinks they are looking at you but you are looking at them. It is it, the crowd, that is in the cage. And as any animal tends to act when packed together… We are not a unique species in that we can collaborate, corroborate, coordinate, yet sometimes choose not…

The Boy and the Sea

The Boy and the Sea Feet in the sand I watch the dolphins play So grateful I am to see the sun today I feel the breeze on my cheek and turn my head hear the birds in the trees reminisce I hold the key to what I’ve seen but I closed the door so…

Sleeping

beyond the shadows weeping on the edge of a leafless meadow. You gather among your possessions pictures, timeless on a wall. Time began to fade before the calendar turned to watch you crawl. Conceding what your heart can’t seem to take Deliberately conceiving expression that hides all the fear you’ve kept inside. Before you knew…