(2014)
#Haiku
she watches him as if the fault were in her eyes poor shorn Sampson withered hands grip the canes that barely hold the frail reflect…
little lies, seeds of thyme shallow-rooted, often sewn cover the largest stone yet a tree springs from a single seed
I’ve known rivers swift currents set free escaping to the brine of the ocean and on to exotic places I’ll never be
a cookbook is a strange place to find a recipe for the mind but the notes tell me the lemon tr… blooms year ‘round, never stops; while one branch sweetens the air
the sum of the estate: pictures newspaper clippings poems the memories
Suppose you was 18 years old And never had a single thing In all your life to call yours alo… Except your body and your face? And suppose you went to work
crumbling mortar and stone among the trees it stands alone morning glories creep upon the flo… the stair has fallen through the d… the music of summer is in the air
wind tangled trees coiling across a yellow moon spiraling leaves surf-curled dunes
odd to think of the world without… a frozen corpse in the revolving e… molten lava below cold stars above journeying through the long, wide… unknowing
inhumanity kills boys civilization kills girls
I remember the summer of the polio scare we couldn’t go to the cove to swim that whole summer
mall tree never felt a breeze sweet swell of spring rain on your leaves new life in your branches
Beneath that secretive smile A strong hot thrust From a sidewalk grate….
GRAVE POEM: EDITH MUDGET… How is it that I, who kept my hou… And, indeed, my life, and the live… Of my family, in perfect order; I, who made the beds before they w…
A man sits reading under a “SIZ… He does not look sizzling hot He looks quite ordinary in fact Perhaps feeling me watching him… (Not noticing the sign because it…