Poems
Original Poetry by Warren GastonWhistling
There is whistling, the cheery chirp on a sunflood noon, then there is whistling in the dark a range of different musics - cheer to fear ---------------------------------------- a lone woman walks night down the street flux forms shift shadows light jitters off silver...
Winter Night
white shot through black swirlflywisps falling flecks coldrushwind moonwarm 2011
Moral Decisions
When in doubt, go to your body first avoid spirit like the plague. Spirit unravels too many reasons. Do not begin with the God who created the physical, then banished the body from church except for the mouth and the ears. Your body knows things God doesn’t know. How...
We Are Waiting
We are waiting. I know we are waiting. In time we are waiting. But what are we waiting for? How will we greet its arrival? It must be grand, large, larger, the largest of grand wondrous things. Thunder and lightning over a dark silent sea. Or is it minute, miniscule,...
Angels in the Architecture
“He looks around, around He sees angels in the architecture Spinning in infinity He says Amen! and Hallelujah!” “You Can Call Me Al” Paul Simon Are you a believer? Do you believe the Great Synagogue in Jerusalem or Saint Peter's Basilica? Do you believe Delphi’s...
A Genealogy of Warfare
A man named Henry died fighting General Lee. Had he lived, he would have married Mabel Morgan and been my great grandfather. He did not. That job went to a man named David, my mother’s grandfather. A man named Rolf died fighting Kaiser Wilhelm. Had he lived, he would...
A Swimmer in Time
Marina del Rey Los Angeles California They appeared on the deck through a door, him suited for a desk indoors, her sandaled, white robe wrapped, two pale calves protrude, a hint that she is present next to nude. With cheerful poise she tweaks his tie and gives a kiss....
Dolorous (11/13/15)
sadness of earth borrow my eyes borrow my ears borrow my mouth see hear cry a river of tears flowing borrow my hand writing 2015
Testing
the girl shut in school all day stepped outside into night "Oh, it's nice out." her voice a bright bell in the dark 1970 In 1970 I worked as a night watchman at New Trier High School in Winnetka, Illinois on weekends. I walked around inside and outside the building,...