wood you like to dance?

summer hair-do
the bare wood of the new gate
in the white picket fence

7 June 2014


empty popsicle stick
waist-high weeds brush
against her hips

7 June 2014


bleached driftwood
the sand on the floor migrates
to the dustpan

10 June 2014

sunspots

pelicans wheel
an abandoned beach ball
at the foot of the cliff

30 May 2014


deep shade
the sound of a distant
baseball game

30 May 2014


cool house
sunspots dance everywhere
she looks

30 May 2014

fluorescent moon

gladioli unfold
she hands the old man
a new prescription

30 May 2014


fluorescent glare
she sings old beach boys songs
as she mops

30 May 2014


no summer moon
she lies awake
head awash with haiku

30 May 2014

three flashes

flash of lightning
hard lines etched
around his eyes

flash of lightning
the salesman's oily manner
slips

flash of lightning
the pit of my belly waits
for the thunder

30 May 2014