Saturday, March 30, 2019

spring song

a quiet night
for the Rev. Al Green
from speakers
front and back of home,
thumping out
rear windows
into the flooded garden,
tis that type of spring
as his joyous song
serenades me
while I unclog
the sump pump hose,
making the worse
a song of happiness

Saturday, March 23, 2019

As long as we remember

fingers swollen
from typing responses
as the reunion draws near,
everyone needs an answer
yet while I respond
their replies are vacant
not reading my own
while I'm trying to resurrect
lives of the past,
whiling a way that thought
but doesn't every life
need to be validated
to declare their existence
whether they lay
in earth succumbing to
becoming compost
or their ashes tossed
to the winds,
no matter,
their souls survive
as long as we remember...

Friday, March 22, 2019

Spring arrives

Spring winds blow briskly
leaving remnants
of ice and snowflakes strewn
upon the frozen ground.

The thoughts of old man winter
still permanent our souls,
never wanting to leave
fearing his loss will be missed.

We now rejoice in his defeat,
those icebound for months,
now regale in a higher sun
thawing the earth.

Fare thee well old man
a winter of our discontent,
for brighter, more sun shiny
days are ahead of us.

Friday, March 08, 2019

Sun kisses - Haiku

rising sun's warm rays
draws moisture out of snowbanks,
springs vampire kiss