Plain Plan

grace is practiced punctuality
resonant within rhyme of
caprice in the ad hoc release
of that damned tick-tocked
takeaway of this mortal coil

grace is on time but never
on the nose as that smells
of dictum in a social calendar,
When- trumping what, where,
and who-

knew that seconds are your Master,
and you miser minutes, hussy hours ,
procure a particular moment like the
prisoner stamping license plates to
relegate cadence to a signature

grace corrals to control but rolls with
pin ball paradox of duration and extent,
content to contain the scale, but happy
to sit a spell, and let the span stretch


says this old man with too much too little time on his hands



You Know You Want To Opine

You May Also Like

Three For AB

When I was a little boy growing up in the former home of the Confederacy, years, decades, and at least— two culture shifts ago…there… ladies ...........


high heels on hardwood floor me some frames border fetish margin call must lust rust rigid sentimentality dangled shoe a red herring after all A ...........


It’s not the twilight of memory that worries me or the foot speed that prat-falls at a canter nor the Heave Ho effort for so ...........