
This is my birdfeeder on this Spring morning. No takers yet.
–Photo by me

This is my birdfeeder on this Spring morning. No takers yet.
–Photo by me

our little mid-western
town was truly blessed
the day she was born
she had a rare beauty
inside as well as out
she was so ravishing
that the other girls
weren’t even jealous
it was beyond that
she made them proud
to be a friend of hers
proud that their gender
had produced such
an exquisite creature
her radiant smile
could reach right out
and cure any illness
every single person
that she had ever met
instantly loved her
hearts ached for her
shy boys would run off
when she floated by
her angelic radiance
enveloped our town
and everything thrived
but the day came when
she had to move away
out west to california
to where she belonged
and though life went on
in our mid-western town
it was never the same

I thought that I knew what now meant,
Till I used it to date an event;
Now my lingering friends
Claim that now never ends
But the now that I meant came and went!

first
best, blessed
starting, germinating, leading
a new-born’s breath
winner
&
last
worst, cursed
parting, terminating, ceding
a breath before death
loser

“Does your time machine work, Lucky?”

–photo by my son, Aaron

I pass an old pole
Each day without seeing it–
A beautiful pole!
There’s beauty in the mundane
That must be seen to be seen
–photo by me

i look for answers
in the universe, but i’m
always in the way
–photo by me

a band of boulders
are caught sneaking from the woods–
toward my garden
–photo by me

the constructs of man
the quickest of apes
arise from the ground
in arboresque shapes
betraying perhaps
the wishes he could
return to the trees
and trade metal
for wood