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

wolf moon
the growl of a muscle car
long after dark


Bamboo Hut, Sep 2015

cajun night
the heat of her
french kiss


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


Bright Stars 6

spring concert
the trumpet lilies
pianissimo


Bamboo Hut, Sep 2015

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


Skylark Tanka, Winter 2014

open window
a loose leaf flutters
under my pen


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cricket song
I turn to speak in
Dad's good ear


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however still
I stand my shadow
rises and falls
with the ripples of
the lake


Bright Stars 4

behind trees
folded like hands
no one suspected
the forest
was bluffing


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