why does my dog lie sleepily content
while I gather blankets around my neck
then front to the floor hind still on the couch
stretches and wants out
Category Archives: 365
Four Lines
stupid rays began yesterday
to bebop through unwary heads
jammed and snarled until they overspread
and consumed my pink m&m’s
Four Lines
earth sky earth sky just a cartwheel
spinning on a predetermined
axis and like the splintered glass
you came down piecemeal
Four Lines
your head on my breast I let
my fingers rim that curve of ear
and find the scar where catching air
the bicycle stopped but you left
Four Lines
when I try to smooth the stray tuft
that stands white against your forehead
I feel the caress of soft breath
on my breast
Four Lines
we lie skin to skin warmed by
faint touch and camaraderie
completely filled by quiet ease
breathing
Four Lines
imagine an amusement ride
and a small boy all flailing arms
mouth foaming like a rabid dog
a tale too silly to describe
Four Lines
I laugh and pleased by my delight
you amuse with roller coasters,
Chicago and alka-seltzer
a tale too silly to describe
Up
in a lacy cup
count the stars in the Milky Way
look on the other side of day
and watch the sun rise rolling up
watch the sun rise
movement sliding, smooth lifting free
a stutterless grace, immense– we
stand lost beneath the passing skies
beneath callous skies
how does conscious thought stand before
endless time with its silent roar
of dark, unfathomable size
light sparks blinks then dissolves from sight
one point pricking holes through the night
Four Lines
when your lips settle into that
smirk pretending an innocence
your arms belie, insouciance
becomes you
the crafty sisters 