The clock ticks,
the cats snore,
snuggling their blankets.
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Worrying
to the tune of a ticking clock
and cat snores.
Tuesday, October 30, 2018
Tuesday, October 23, 2018
On Poetry Pea Podcast!
One of my haiku has been featured on the Poetry Pea Podcast for 9/3/18. I'm so honored! When you look at the folks' works featured, it is really something to be in such company.
Just in case you don't want to listen, here it is.
Cool night air,the sound of crickets -- and snoring.
Just in case you don't want to listen, here it is.
Cool night air,the sound of crickets -- and snoring.
Monday, October 22, 2018
September 2018
The smell of fennel--
bees walk on yellow flowers,
smelling ocean air.
----
Weeds and flowers,
wild fennel and iceplant--
occasional butterflies.
----
Gulls cry a lot.
Summer's last hurrah--
Maybe they're hot.
----
Peaceful walk--
except for the pebble
in my shoe.
----
The ocean's edge
smells of weed and pee.
People sure fuck things up.
----
Shimmering sea,
Indian Summer sun beats down--
a grebe floats alone.
bees walk on yellow flowers,
smelling ocean air.
----
Weeds and flowers,
wild fennel and iceplant--
occasional butterflies.
----
Gulls cry a lot.
Summer's last hurrah--
Maybe they're hot.
----
Peaceful walk--
except for the pebble
in my shoe.
----
The ocean's edge
smells of weed and pee.
People sure fuck things up.
----
Shimmering sea,
Indian Summer sun beats down--
a grebe floats alone.
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