Quiet morning walk
No headphones, no fake soundtrack
Just the birds and bugs
Monthly Archives: May 2020
Saturday, May 16, 2020
In the coffee queue
A seventy two inch gap
Pondering my feet
Friday, May 15, 2020
I’m skilled but lazy
And my axe blade has grown dull
Rust doesn’t wash off
Thursday, May 14, 2020
A cure and a curse
Oh Whisky, you’re the Devil
But I love you so
Wednesday, May 13, 2020
Nocturnal creatures
Fey teenagers roam the house
Foraging for snacks
Tuesday, May 12, 2020
The middle age spread
Eyes blurring, belly growing
A well-worn sweatshirt
Monday, May 11, 2020
Birdsong and trash truck
Two happy sounds commingle
Nature and garbage
Sunday, May 10, 2020
My secrets and lies
Like barely remembered dreams
Haunt my family
Saturday, May 9, 2020
Seven years have gone
Seven orbits of the Sun
Happy Birthday, Mom
Friday, May 8, 2020
A Quaker meeting
Stand up and share a poem
It is my witness