Duet Tangle A duet of cellos A rumble of dueling attitudes Snark and reverberation A conversation of tea and formality Each side plays a tune of proper And I was in the corner Pretending not to overhear
Category: Miscellaneous
Hour 10 visual prompt – (Haiku)
You Get ME Heads, hands together. Melding in perfect union. I know I am seen.
Will the Chill
Will the Chill Will the Chill was naturally born chill. Other squirrels just annoyed him. always chittering about and talking things out He thought their reasoning was dim. He was a deep thinker And never a drinker He’d rather be meditating. But when…
Hour 9: American Cheese Singles
1 slice of American cheese, singles, each wrapped with their own expanse of plastic. Throw it in a bowl, microwave for 30 seconds twirl melted cheese around a fork. Insert fork to mouth.
Raccoon Comes to Call
Raccoon Comes to Call Raccoon along came chittering, so close to the fence line. Out loud chattering on our front lawn, there blathering now! Leave us alone here at home. Come out you monitor, el predator, Some sharp carnivore. too close to the new kill…
Hour 10: parting
parting only to meet again the leaves, the tress the sky, the sun the moon, the stars your favorite coffee the rain drops sliding down the window glass is but sweat beaded on your back all this and more will remind me of you and…
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.
Hour 8: Gigan
Life is a labyrinth of suffering. Pain that reverberates through a smashed face. Immediate signals that bombard the brain, There is no escape from this suffering. It is required to endure living. The obstruction to my trajectory, change came for the plans I…
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…
Escape
Quietly they walked the trails Excited but cautious Rustling leaves startles them Gets their attention Leaves are moving and under it Is a docile alligator Those girls ran for their life While the alligator lazily turned away They needed not be afraid It headed the…