July 31, 2015

run down
by a passing car
again
my shadow
leans into traffic

July 30, 2015

fading mist
the drizzle of sugar
into my tea


cattails, May 2015

July 29, 2015

the weight I swore
I'd never gain again
full moon


A Hundred Gourds, Mar 2015

July 28, 2015


a wallet full
of club card points
I count
the riches
I haven't yet redeemed


Bamboo Hut, Volume 2, issue 1

July 27, 2015

taking
the shape of the wind
her hair


Frogpond 38.2

July 25, 2015

into the puddle
without a splash
moonlight


hedgerow 30

July 23, 2015

bent over
too many steps
my shadow


A Hundred Gourds, June 2015

July 22, 2015

the robin dips
below the fence
sunset


hedgerow 24

July 21, 2015

punching
through the target
shadow boxer


A Hundred Gourds, Dec 2014

July 20, 2015

at the end
of a long night
of blues
Lucille still
whispering in my ear

- for B.B. King


Undertow 6

July 19, 2015

sandcastle
I empty my bucket
list


Prune Juice, Mar 2015

July 18, 2015

feeling
his sadness spread
blues jam


Prune Juice, Nov 2014

July 16, 2015

irish pub
our accents
grow thicker


tinywords 14.2

July 15, 2015

the length
of my headlights
country road


hedgerow 30

July 14, 2015

his
excuse
grows
thin
mountain
air


A Hundred Gourds, June 2015


July 12, 2015

children's zoo
the first exhibit
my kids


cattails Jan 2015, Editor's Choice

July 11, 2015

enduring
as the falling
rain
her masterpiece
in sidewalk chalk


Undertow 5

July 10, 2015

only my
imagination stirs
night winds


cattails, Jan 2015

July 09, 2015

unable to shake
last night's dream
day moon

July 08, 2015

all I caught
was the bush behind me
and the ire
of my father snipping
down another hook


Bright Stars 3

July 07, 2015

idling
on the driveway
my anger


divided highway
we don't speak
for hours


no where
else to go
guilt trip


driving home
with one headlight
evening sun


lemon gin
the sun sets
earlier today

July 04, 2015

smudged
across my fingers
the ink I thought
would become
my best poem

*

I stand my ground
against the wasp
feigning
the courage I want
my kids to learn

*

the way
she carries another
man's scent
I'm still unaccustomed
to my new deodorant

*

the reflection
from the puddle
I stepped in
was carried away
through a hole in my boot

*

each snowflake
melts in my hand
but I can't
catch enough to
keep my sidewalk clean
smaller
in her sunglasses
my confidence

*

exercise bike
the damned thing
just sits there

*

lemon gin
the sun sets
earlier today

*

sandcastle
I empty my bucket
list

*

buddhist monk
no attachment
to his e-mail