Saturday, August 18, 2018

I forgot

Boating by the peninsula which used to be Grandpa's. I forgot how much I missed it.

I forgot
How much
My heart could hurt
Until I saw the boats
Parked next to the land
We claimed
As ours.
This was the spot
To catch sunnies.
This was the spot
Where bass
Could be found.
No buildings left
Of course
No braying burros
On the shore
No road left.
Things change.
Things change.
I forgot
How much
My heart
Could hurt.

Tuesday, August 14, 2018



He said I needed
A dose of loon
I am getting my dose.
They remind me
Of past times.
My beloved grew up
With winter loons
Winter loons
Did not speak.

Thursday, August 9, 2018



I wonder
How anteaters
Get enough
To eat.
Those giant anteater
Those sticky tongues
Slurping enough ants
To live on.
How does it work?

Monday, August 6, 2018


More stories on the road. Point A to Point B.

One driver last week
Had 15 years logged in
She slept
In her truck.
She drove
The big kind
The small kind
Now she drives
From Point A
To Point B
In my county
For Freedom First.
She sleeps
In her apartment.
She even had me sit
In the front seat
So we could hear each other

Sunday, August 5, 2018

Weed people

We are weed people

What counts
As a weed?
The yard people mowed
The mint.
We hoped to add
To iced tea.
What counts
As a weed?
The rabbits eat
The clover
My mother
Hated rabbits
They ate
Her tulips
We have tulips too
The yard people
Know enough
To leave them
The clover
Is part of the lawn
It has no difficulty
Being mowed.
What counts
As a weed?
We are weed people.
The thistles
Are in the blowsy stage.

Thursday, August 2, 2018

Sun and thunder

Here I am expecting certain weather. Sun and thunder just don't go together. Time for another time through Job. Where were you when I laid the foundations of the world?

The weather
Is mixed
Bright sun
With rumbles
In the background.
I wait for things
To break loose.
It's coming.
It's coming.
It's coming.
Why do I always expect
Things to match
The way
I expect them
To match?
Why not sun
And thunder?
Where were you
When I laid the foundations
Of the world?
Where were you
I decided
Sun and thunder
Might be
An interesting

Wednesday, August 1, 2018

When a position doesn't come through

I have Brene Brown to thank for this line of thinking. Indeed it helps to externalize such things, beyond the Fig Newtons and Pringles

When a position
Doesn't come through
Does it mean?
It wasn't meant
To be?
It wasn't any good
It's amazing the stories
We live with
In our heads
Until they even become
Of the way
We walk.
Of the way
We eat.
We find ourselves
One more sleeve
Of Fig Newtons.
Most of a can
Of Pringles.
I'd like to say
I cope
In healthy ways.
I count
My blessings.
I do.
It helps not to buy
Fig Newtons
or Pringles.