full moonlight
plays on the headstones
we take the long way
not that we’re superstitious
just want exercise
😉
tanka
Dementia
he thinks I’m his wife
the resident in room twelve
but I died last year
so why am I here — and how
did I cook his eggs?
Breakers
breakers sweep away
the sounds of gulls on the beach
ever bickering
you and me on a blanket
planning our future
Flexible
Just for fun…
stretch and bend, touch toes,
the trainer says, will do me good
in twenty years
I stretch, bend, reach for my toes
and hear my spine crack
Winter Day Dreams
To fly with blackbirds
twirl with the windblown leaves
ah, winter’s day dreams
for the snow-laden scarecrow
with his frozen smile
Love of the Prairie #3
The Slough
cat-tails rustling
in the frozen slough
collect drifting snow
spilling their hearts out
to an oblivious wind
Beside the Dumpster
the cafe is full
people eat, drink, talk, laugh—
out beside the dumpster
a hungry street kid, waiting
shivers in the dark
Secret Sin
in my flowerbed
I turn up a hidden toad
abashed and annoyed
he dives for cover again
like a secret sin
Out of the Stream
people stream past
fish in a rushing river
I gaze at my ticket
hoping it will bring me
to some gentle brook
Wiped Out
his love for her
he wrote in the sand one day
some swell wiped it out
she gets the pictures
he gets the dog
