3:30 am
sounds of an alien onslaught
raccoons attacking
Month: May 2019
2388r
garden procession
of fluttering monarchs
my cats sleep through it
2387
slaying the dragon’s
not my job— but please read
the two year report
2386
the supermarket
homeless beg for a restroom
there but for fortune
2385
windy wet spring day
grass all shades of green
memories grow here
2384
in the high branches
black-capped chickadees convene
jenny wren is called
2383
take the queens shilling
drop it into a deep well
the lives of soldiers
2382
shadows in the trees
even now climb, jump and yell
souls of childhood friends
2381
showing off to those
who think they’ve got everything
deer in my backyard
2380
crying of toddlers
crying of hungry cats
another day break
2379r
love was space mountain
hurling into dark unknowns
now I ride teacups
2378
Monet’s pond lilies
petals blurred with sunlight
bridge of greens and blues
2377
his grownup kids taunt
how he forgets everything
winks at the mirror
2376r
plumes of smoky gray
all along the pine ridges
sunrise fog burns off
2375r
up the backstairs porch
all the patience in the world
dark green mold climbing
2374r
I pull weeds
they pull back— drag me
into the grave
2373
cat snuggles in bed
next to my face— leaps out
a cold vacancy
2372
liquidating stock
free dinged and chipped three liners
at poetry barn
2371
my auntie’s kitchen
skillets burnt black— the armor
of sunken warships
2370
sounds of my neighbors
their yard tools — I do my bit
writing these verses
