Moin-moin The thoughts of you and what you did to me Leaves me with a bitter-sweet sensation. Nobody knew you were in my pockets Staining the insides And burning my thigh. I think your name is derived from the sound you make in the mouth….
Category: Half Marathon Poem
What’s So Funny?
Look at you! Always having a smile ready Unable to hide your mirth Grinning like you know a secret Holding in…
Hour Ten – Tiny Bubbles
Tiny Bubbles I didn’t expect a full guffaw anymore. I was thrilled with a little side-ways grin towards the end. The nursing staff helped set up the Face Time chats with the ipad. I told her she was a very cool Nana these…
XII. And let me say this, I watch Ravens pump glossy black wings Hear them beat the air down as they fly low over the garden, over my head Or see them black at a distance, passing smoothy in front of Mt Abe…
Hour 11: Narration Patulus
I could see his epiglottis how could I not have his upper lip almost kissing his nose with lower lip revealing strips from last night’s dinner he was a wonder to watch how could he not have left ear and shoulder tilted in greeting as…
Cross Country Trip – 1968
I had just graduated from college. I was leaving home to seek my fortune. Traveling by greyhound from Detroit to San Francisco. My sister and I sat on the side of the bathtub talking about “Come Back Little Sheba”, a movie we had recently watched…
Our palm tree
A palm tree planted itself many years ago on the edge of our yard and now it has grown maybe 20 feet high with big beautiful green and brown fronds hanging down. It provides shelter for so many birds – mockingbirds, finches and even an…
A dog-faced watch
There’s a faint ticking – always – when I’m around her. … and her floppy, floral sunhat and her formless, multi-colored dresses … It’s soothing knowing that seconds are going by and we are living.
My Feet
My feet fit my body They fit just the right way. they are just the right size. toes and heel they make their stand they don’t have to work for anyone else, but me. they are my feet and I’m glad they are mine….
Teddy
She had a habit, bought Angora Rabbits. They’d live six years, then she’d gush the tears. Animals not too swift, not on their feet. Angoras are angry, angry, and not very sweet. This Angora, Angora she named Theodora.