That bagel! I’d given them up for a year but I’m hungry Toasted with butter and cream cheese, a far cry from blueberries and bran This is no failure, rather, fundamental search for pleasure *** These Redbuds catch morning rays, dance in sun and shadow How is it possible tomorrow will bring snow? How can … Continue reading Day 20 Sejo
Day 19 Lunch Anyone?
It peeves, it bothers, agitates annoys, it irks, exasperates It nettles, riles, galls, and vexes Pisses me worse than careless exes The back and forth on email, text is Only trying for a luncheon plan A walk, a meeting, where and when Just name the place, we’ve got the time The back and forth on … Continue reading Day 19 Lunch Anyone?
Day 17 Moon Landay
Circling days I once followed the moon Mother of expectation, mother of many moods Of course, I had no language for the Tides inside my mind, the swellings in my heart, the pulse Patterns of tears and rages rising That fell away, but rose again, sure as a morning Times I’ve eaten it, watch it … Continue reading Day 17 Moon Landay
Day 16 Skeltonic
This morning’s glory A brand new story Unexplored territory Mundane or revelatory I seek an allegory Record a new day’s history Amused mundanity Bored urbanity All about vanity Disciplined insanity Can this be called humanity? Another game of cleverness I’ll try it without bitterness And join in this togetherness But hardly call it effortless.
Day 15 When We Read
She changes positions in a blue club chair front facing forward, feet perched on a small ottoman next thing, shoes kicked off, legs curl underneath her, knees point first to one side, then the other, her slim ankles, her rough heels exposed. The book is in one hand raised to catch the window light, her … Continue reading Day 15 When We Read
Day 14 Names
This week walking with tears in my eyes the world is an impressionist rendering of pink dogwood blooms, bursts of lime, purple, fire, gun smoke rising. Some days without obligation toward optimism my heart is at odds with my name. My names travel barefoot generations from biblelands to biblebeltways, suggest oaths I cannot keep, grace … Continue reading Day 14 Names
Day 12 Cold Sleep
The way the rafters shook slow- motion-like with little bits of caulk snowing down, weightless, strange, no? For it was stone and fell without sound. I held on to you, held on as walls caved, dust rose, your breathing steady, and mine too, come to think of it. It all comes back as if I … Continue reading Day 12 Cold Sleep
Day 11 Dear J.B.
Dear J.B.- There are very few men who ever picked me up and swung me around like you did. My father, perhaps, when I was quite small. My friend, Sam, who loved to polka, and put his whole muscled body into that 1-2-3- and 1-2-3-and. Thursday nights at Hillel on Campus as a teenager, a … Continue reading Day 11 Dear J.B.
Day 10 Finding Saturday
I found a thumbtack, I found an old door knob A Christmas ribbon, some keys, an aimless fob Cornflower seed packs, tissues, a cracked spyglass so many pens, you won’t believe, the ink’s dried out, forget the caps All the days spent in someone’s hands Bobby pins, and rubber stamps Remember, all those idle tasks … Continue reading Day 10 Finding Saturday
Day 9 To Do Haiku
Please, do keep breathing Remember rest and fluids One thing at a time
Early Morning Poems 