old year’s garbage
sorted to recycle
returns as the new
Month: December 2019
2686
a vow for new year’s
not to shout at the grandson
it’s not New Year’s yet
2685
cat’s ceremony
bowl of offering is raised
she solemnly bows
2684
last visitor gone
now to sort recycle bins
everything mashed up
2683
a hammock that rocks
the wee little grand daughter
my occupation
2682
an airplane engine
the thin parchment sky
why I never fly
2681
flock of white bow ties
in the beam of my torch
2680
doors locked christmas day
the town’s only bagel shop
google lied to me
2679
peace on this planet
good will among all
even crows dream so
2678r
mary and joseph
standing in the returns line
didn’t like the myrrh