Poet Tree

The Ted Fay Fly Shop lures you in To the Angler Inn Next to Rapunzel’s Castle. Another town that time forgot, More pink shutters, Another re...

At the Dino Mart in Gustine The consequence of making an alien baby Back in the dust of Bakersfield Was revealed, as we became The children ...

The horse needs a daddy too, Someone to admire his gait And validate how much he tries To canter in this world So jagged and so bright. He r...

The place of the temples And crackhead actors And the sacrifice castles Now sublet as studios With ivy like the highways Down and out in all...

The white dust is alive It's true The veil's been uncorked Like a Bakersfield gusher And it's all the horses can do To neigh the...

The light codes fall from Mt Shasta Over Mossbrae and on down To Sacramento as sacramental water And to the galactic realms below The Hollyw...

Below the suddenly still Scorpion moon The first sugar magnolia bloom Above the dutch iris just for us And the smell of Carissa. It reminds ...

The succulents box by Falcon View Next to the third eye pyramid, streetlights By Ascension that look like bells. “Can we bring something? Pa...

All the horses roll at once At the dragon boat festival Where we're fifth-year seniored In the brand new sun That accepts nothing less T...

Talk, talk says the crow, And I go crying over My breakfast, the distance Between its caw and the wind chime Can be measured now In seconds....

Horses in mourning, The change we call death, But a carrot Solaces the sorrell Who may as well be a chestnut (Only the sun knows for sure) B...

My eyes are lanterns. The only responsibility of the light Is to see. Form only exists to be created To share, to merge, to learn the intern...

Back in the Saddleback Mountains I need to live high on the horse On the high road, the hawk trail Where the dust is, which rises  In scratc...

The wild bay and buckskin played their cantering game, Chance glance into dance into music into poetry, The elegance of a tail snapping at f...

Shares like the facets of some chandelier On last night’s game or show rose in the din Of aviary voices, impossible to distinguish. We signe...

I. Selma Tattoo Marks “The Raison Capital of the World” Who heard Fresno Through the Grapevine And stole the sign For the Sun Maid. II. Mada...

We talk and talk, but then we notice The homeless men, one in a wheelchair Holding court with a pipe, one rolling His rucksack of possession...

I pull my chapbook out of my chaps, at the high Chaparral beyond Chapman. All judgement Is overcome, by the spirit of our will, like the sun...

Film crews are the new donut loiterers, taking over for the PD, who are here too. This patch of cactus farms and grape acreage, neither a th...

The life-sized dead junkie, To look at all is an act of compassion ... Ah the liberties photorealists take With the truth to get it right. B...

At the summit of the county, Live oaks like sentries holding bolts Down the chasm of green holy canyon, Boxes of bees are piled against the ...

All one trees Veer into two As the green print that patterns The dark bursting bark Is who the moss is really. Round and round The circle Du...

The wizard on the green Dodge And the merkabah on the barista's face Are just more candy corn crumbs Of  a larger insistence That I am, ...

The artistic pathway to the data mine For native bragging rights As nicer sharks, the best of what's left With an "I'm here to ...

It's supposed to be the National Day of Reason, But for some irrational reason it isn't, Just like today is supposed to be  The U.S....

All disappointments move to the light In purifying flame. You just have to let them, These gnats that you paw, which won't be stricken. ...

Boys don’t exactly grow to be men But something else, some structure to learn What was never received. It was too hot, Too far from what was...

At last no flags at half For the black smoke pope In these New Jerusalem hills, Just a President's seal, a crisp Old Glory and the red f...

"Don't dogear Dante Gabriel Rossetti" Says the antiquarian in you Dating light language residue And the twin flame muses Myste...

The wizard upstairs gives me just what I want To be wiser, more gun shy, With one missing fairy. It's Genocide Remembrance Day, The day ...

As the laws of time and space loosen The red coil of afterburn sun Hides over Bake Technology Park Behind clouds that are too dreamy to be r...

UHaul is yakkriding Not like in Mongolia Where there's less yellow mustard To absorb all thought And the mountain portals Don't hide...

What's it going to take for me To have sovereignty? Does every king have to die? Every need have to bleed?  The heaven that is our stead...

Roz gave us the Lakers, Dodgers and the Arts And now this fountain overlook Where LA's Mingus, on piano, on his birthday, plays From the...

Condo monasteries in Rancho Cucamonga           All of them white My what the day brings --          PTSD in the morning  At the thought of ...

There are many Jews in Beverly Hills  But few have turned into Hindus, Made Shiva into Binah on the Tree of Life, Made weed legal in the sta...

Outside is the smell of chocolate.                But where is here? As silly as this place is, it exists Tho it might be even sillier to th...

As spring rolls through I remember her Smiling wisely when I recognized How spring comes to LA too, Like a secret she now carries. But of al...

We got the no go not the go codes But only because we were already there, At the beach for dogs, at the vulva of The Santa Ana, as the Sonor...

Outside the carriages in the garages Amidst the steerage of love's lost past               What has and hasn't been tried I finally ...

It's a tale of two weeks. I kissed the men's room wall when I returned, Grateful to excess we all still got along.                  ...

The illegal people stand in front of the courthouse  As if to make their protest an act of art But the Lancer at the Autry says otherwise; I...

In the end it’s not that time does not Exist.            It’s I do not – except in Recognizable ways,                         Like mirrors a...

The mystery of other people                        — Who dunnit?      What is their real thought                 As I game plan             ...

I was able to send out a nuclear bomb Of room-clearing ground zero love Like a parcel dropped at the crime scene motel On the way out of mor...

Deep cleansing breaths – ego gone                Still it lingers, the unkindness You subjected yourself to                                 ...

The lilac blue that infuses the evening  With its dreaming hues Must be shared somehow -- The eyes don't betray how they are tricked, Th...

The Costa Mesa Grange, old Cali-style white, rumpriding muckraking wobbly-rousing revival hall style by the side of Victoria, no one ever th...

Vegan mermaids and rabbis agree           With the giant sign at the counter Vegan is the True Mark of Peace ,           Where We Reserve th...