Give me your powerful chairman of boards Your bankers brokers hungry war lords Your lawyers quick to make a deal Judgmental preachers with fiery zeal The loudmouth fat-cat tycoon Your guns for hire: give me your goons Your huddled masses of real estate stars American idols in fancy cars, give me The plotter schemer corporate […]
Poems ~ Publications
I Have It All
I am my own self without doubt
Cat without apology or excuse
A Few Bad Apples?
The War on Americans. Attacks on the Free Press. A war is over when hostilities end and people become civil again. The Civil War never ended. Racism in America is due, in part, to the inability of Americans to end the violence of war. So it goes on with talk of a second Civil War […]
Gwisin at Seoraksan
An hour in autumn– alone yet not I saw a stretch of centuries, people, forms I’d been that made me what I am today– sad for what fights to spite death but cannot win pushing against a tide of joy and pain— Listen, the last cicada singing in a twisted pine chanting the past and […]
Senior Complaint
I have an underlying health condition cause unknown, like addiction to Aunt Nora or Widow Jane, a thing always just out of reach, yeah seeking either as I’m a dealer, is insane but when deprived I feel something, something is seriously wrong with this ragtag raging world, oh sin oh sympathy, I have that too, […]
After the Paris Accord Disagreement
The head of a white praying mantis manifests on a table it’s a breakfast plate, eat, eat dead meat, aborted chicks cold toast and cow fat, sip your java carefully, the beans are picked by Colombian slaves, you will need strength to cut down another thousand trees, you need toothpicks to pick the human bones […]
A Reckoning
There must be meaning behind a will, there must be healing. Night deepens but I cannot sleep, the lily pond glows drowsy goldfish floating by a moonlit walk in the park. Is there an answer to why I feel the loss of so many I never knew did I help herd them into slaughter my twisted […]
Clear Water
In Jacksonville, North Carolina, my brother was eight years old, In a department store, on tip toes, he was trying to get a drink. “Boy! Don’t drink from that! That’s the colored folk’s fountain! Can’t you read? It’s plain to see. Use the white people’s fountain.” Bewildered, he looked around for Mom who fearlessly stepped up: […]
Last Oracle Over The Sea
You ask a moment from a singing spirit of reasoning light. In the prison and heaving heaven of the heart I give An enigma darkened by wheel rut days & renegade nights A body pulsing electric waves in shadow houses collapsing From a life in the space stars make while burning I give A plea […]
Anamnesis
A recollection of rain in green fingertips tulip bulbs testing the air nudging up tiny conical hills in flowerbeds, the swollen creek surges into the last run of steelhead, the rising Umpqua remembering spring. I cannot attest the season as anamnesis that begs an old question, does the earth have a soul? Let’s say, for our […]
Eagle Bowl
In warm air I grow, a weed in a dry field by a stadium nothing much sprouts where I am I suck up all the water where only a lizard may live, in spring a few wildflowers may color the space summer consumes in high heat The soil so rocky not worth a worm’s ass […]
Gun Violence & Other Madness
The cat chases its tail, the dog whimpers in sleep the heart skips a beat… It’s not a nightmare, not a movie, a TV show. Wake when you will but where will you be, in bed alone, In the den, your unknowing hand holding a gun, at your desk starting at nothing? It doesn’t matter—Looking […]
10 Poems in the Seattle Star
Warning: My poems in The Seattle Star are NOT always suitable for children under 18. Some over 21 may get offended. Read at your own fucking risk. Comments are welcome if you can catch your breath after some of them. 10 Poems by Rayn Roberts in The Seattle Star
Lament for the Body Politic
You’re better to believe what we tell the children, God loves us
Satan’s to blame for all the evil in the world, the horrors of war.
Love Poem for a Loveless Age
Oh Lotto Ticket! You make phone sex obsolete, your tongue moves over the gutters of my body like a street cleaning truck. Your love is like a red, red Tube of toothpaste You are better for my mouth than Scope You are better than bubble gum blown during an action packed movie You’re more exiting […]
Poets & Writers Magazine
Bio, Publishing Credits, Readings etc
From Where I Stand, I See
Decade to decade everything is falling apart. Everything is coming together. If I sit down and stay in one place, I still move forward. If I move forward and walk on two legs I still stay in one place. If I hold on and keep what I have, I will lose it. If I let […]
Ideal
Would that they were in the world as here on the page Hinduism Jainism Shintoism Judaism Taoism Paganism Confucianism Buddhism Baha’i Christianity Islam existing in peace
Wild fields of Siam Tulips in the Pa Hin Ngam National Park / Thailand — by Evan Sawyer
Wild fields of Siam Tulips in the Pa Hin Ngam National Park / Thailand This is a truly remarkable photo of rare beauty in Thailand by Evan Sawyer. Thanks Evan! First Pic is from the same place but, I’m not sure it’s Evan’s or not..
Toward Greater Peace
I set a plate of fish and hide
Contemplation by Water
This is how I spend the days– nothing is for sure or what it seems in the sacred web as morning flowers into sun– I stand at a window watching herons out to sea the scent of wisteria over water moves in the fine yellow Gobi dust of China trees fill the air ever-green I […]
