Wednesday, August 08, 2018

All That I’ve Written

All that I’ve written
is waiting to hear me say
just once just thank you


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Sunday, July 15, 2018

Two Haiku Written While Sitting with a Dog

Beagles know their mind
Maybe you have your own plan
Sorry, stop right there 

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What's that tall thin weed
that scattered my childhood’s grass 
with efflorescence?

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Thursday, May 31, 2018

(Not New York)

It feels like New York
this lunch place filled with voices
a silent refuge

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Last Friday Evening

Memorial Day
begins hushed with Friday’s breeze
the rest a mystery

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Saturday, May 12, 2018

Two “She’s”

Dog park 8 pm
all she wants to do is sniff
I plan my dinner

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On Mother’s Day eve
I was in an antique store
full of things she loved*


*Literally. This store is closing after 72 years. Mom shopped there since I was a kid. Our home had numerous pieces that she  bought there. And the shop bought back many of them as well as other items of hers after we cleared out the family house. I have, in turn, bought a few back myself over the last few years. The store still has some, and who knows where they will go after it closes next month.

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Sunday, April 29, 2018

Sunday Afternoon

The colors taken—
lavender violet—what’s left
for wisteria?

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I long for the nod
the generational wink
that says yeah it was

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Is it still in me
on an unfamiliar trail
the power to shine

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Thursday, April 26, 2018

Two on Time

Eating lunch alone—
the best, have done it for years,
once was someone else

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I talk to my plants
a thing from the '70s
but faith comes with age

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Saturday, April 14, 2018

Park

“Think I can join you?”
half of a park bench open
iron arm between

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