RBF Daily, the companionless cougar slinks past the tabby cat that like a gargoyle waits fixed on the step for her. Sharp green almond-shaped moonstones meet round honey ones. A brief moment of feline solidarity A muted magnetism A knowing. Tabby walks Cougar to the…
Category: Half Marathon Poem
ticking down
look towards the future some days time ticks down to an end other days the clocks are broken no end in sight
Polite Blue Jay
Knocking at the window a polite Blue Jay asks for food Singing impatiently A polite Blue Jay rejoices each morning Eating gratefully A polite Blue Jay asks for more Departing fastly a polite Blue Jay brings joy to my garden (Hour 10…
Recliner On the Corner
Maybe it’s been there a week Sometimes life surprises you like that But there it was A couple blocks from my house A recliner the color of tired goldrush Sitting on the northeast corner of the the intersection A hole head-height Worn…
Hour 10 : The Only Place
The Only Place It’s funny how I dream of everybody but you. Like my love for you is scared of the dark. Maybe the night is the only place where your eyes can’t follow me.
12 Bird Poems
XI. A tiny hummingbird perches on the thinnest limb of a cedar outside my window. It’s approaching dusk – a heavy feeding time and everyone shows up and I’m listening for Ravens. Mornings open here with mist rising from the meadow, the babble…
2022 prompt/hour 9: “strawberries”
2022 prompt/hour 9: “strawberries” Spilling from the car Shaking off the tiredness from the trip Shaking off almost as much sand from the beach visit to Kings’ We are here! The strawberry farm – a local institution Any trip to the farm needs: 1…
Cool
Cool as a breeze. Cool as frost bite on your nose and feet. Cool as a warm spring day hiding from the sun Cool as something so awesome that makes you grin because it’s so much fun to be cool. Life is cool. Love…
Candy Crush
I can’t get enough candy love Scarfing down those juicy jelly bears Crunching on Boston baked beans Sucking down red Twizzlers Chewing on sour Skittles to a bitter face Breaking open candy Easter eggs Smearing milk chocolate everywhere Sad face when I’ve run through it…
Ode to My Sour Cupcake
cheeks as soft as a silken breeze fingers as gentle as the gaze of a doe lips as red as the rose of a lover hair as lustrous as a luminous pearl And yet : eyes so fiery a mind so sharp a mouth…