This year togetherYou’ve maneuvered wiselyYou’ve used your words, screaming at times, breathless at timesYou’ve said what you wantedYou wanted timeMy time, with you, your termsYou spoke your needYou worked the family and the calendar and the traditionsScaled the barrier and brought a dream into fruition. You also shared a joy, created an opportunity and dreamt big. I’m so proud of you. Not only proud: humbledNot only humbled: moved, … Continue reading This Year Together
Perhaps I’ll die in the fog of dementia.Perhaps I’ll forget what buttons do and I’ll get mad because I am cold and madder because someone I don’t know is putting a jacket on me.Perhaps I’ll look into those eyes and not recall our decades of moving and being as one. Will I know you still love me?Even then, maybe I’ll forget the world is full … Continue reading Perhaps I’ll Die in the Fog of Dementia
To claim ownership of trees, valleys and hills while they live without you. Precious, holy gift Planted deep, watered by time Grows in manure. Continue reading Tuesday Haikus: Trees
With sterling silver cocoons of vacuumed freshness blown apart for me (about a bag of potato chips) Colorless to see colorless stuff inside (about a bottle of 7-Up) Continue reading Tuesday Haikus: Disposable
Sleep, choke, gasp, repeat for hours, Get up sad. Air enters, stops cold alarms sound upstairs jarring me awake to breathe Continue reading Tuesday Haikus: Apnea
Underground a man works while my turd swims by. Golden boys unafraid, build white America. Continue reading Tuesday Haikus: America
Yes, I’m gonna cry pain-tears, joy-tears emerging, dancing down my cheek. A son with a beard more salt than pepper, as his boy cries for Daddy. Continue reading Tuesday Haikus: Midlife
Lights alight ‘fore dawn as night life disappears and day life takes command The dark beams with life while the light assume’s it’s right ’bout evil and good. Continue reading Tuesday Haikus: Darknesses
Awake now dark, quiet, alone with myself With myself I am not alone. Yes, I am. Yes, I am both proud and humble and a joke. And a joke only lives as long as laughter. As laughter overflows the room, I cower. I cower, red face, hot ear lobes not hearing. Not hearing myself, God or you Anymore Anymore it’s getting harder to pretend. To … Continue reading Haiku Cycling: Awake Now
I’m from there, been there, Seen that, experienced that. How am I still lost? Bald lady singing “Yes, we have no bananas” Staving off cruel death Continue reading Tuesday Haikus: Pictures at My Desk
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