Each night peonies
cinch each petal
like a book around
a reader. Now settle.
6/12/12017
Congrats to the warriors:
Richard and Mildred Loving.
Fifty years and five victories
A golden state of mind.
6/11/2017
Door one or door two?
Tap the wall for beams.
Take a swing between them;
there’s another door it seems.
6/10/2017
tales of the light
nature’s ave maria
come here white
boy, that’s an idea
6/9/2017
Take a breath
here we go
leave a wreath
for that ego
6/8/2017
There’s somewhere between
Once more into the breach
And loungin on the beach
Don’t just pick your battles, count them.
6/7/2017
I’ve shot that shot
Time and time again
Steady clip to fingertips
It’s not an if but when.
6/6/2017
Pregnant, she rests my palm below
her belly button where she was
once connected. You’re moving
To me. Hello, kiddo, hello.
6/5/2017
Don’t get a hitch in your gitalong.
It goes without saying.
Six of one, half a dozen of the other.
In for a penny, in for a pound.
6/4/2017
Kiddo, if you’re gonna break up,
do it in person. Your grandma would
put a live crab in a hot boil herself,
often after doling out a slug of gin each.
