First Snow

Level two traumas on the way
First snow of the season fell today

Waiting Room

Sitting in the same room
We waited for her Pops
To find his final peace
Unnerves me
Waiting for my wife
To finish up her surgery

Hair in the Laundry

It tickles me
From in my sleeve
Evades my eye
Till I look 'round
And 'round and 'round
And 'round and 'round

A joy of x and x
My x and y
Could never do without

The start of day

gushing over the causeway
edge
of the trees the sun comes
up
in my bed I see it
fill
the room and
dance
in my eyes,
then.
gone.
it's day.

Frogs of Spring

Yesterday, I heard the frogs sing

Still cool, the air vibrated

With their throaty calls for more

My heart sang to hear it too

Whisper of the Dead

Never have I had
Such a sense of dread
And whisper of the dead

And yet I know
It soaked my bones
And wet my brow

It whispered to my soul
Took my eye and fixed it
On the great divide
 

A Wild Man in My Basement

A man lives in my basement

He's sitting in my chair

His knees are in the ashes

With cinders in his hair

He's playing with the fire

Without a single care

A wild man's in my basement

Away from the world upstairs