Frank Avon Poems

The scores are evening up:
I'm now behind
57 to 49
not a bad alignment
...

Just another way
to frustrate me

Just another way
...

It's raining.
The day is gray.
Chilly.
...

'... which bards
in fealty
to Apollo hold'
...

Let there be no snow
save in paintings
as by a window framed
in the palace of their love.
...

From childhood on
I walked the woods
and hills of Tennessee:
...

The church on a rock
looks like
a lighthouse
an ark:
...

They called it yogurt-go;
they said it was strawberry,
but it was just a whiff.
...

It's no longer there,
the redbud outside my window

its heart-shaped leaves,
...

12.27.1962 - present

I never expected less
I never knew what to expect
...