in foster care
I never wept
just silently bore
my fate like a parcel
too heavy to carry
first published in Ribbons
in foster care
I never wept
just silently bore
my fate like a parcel
too heavy to carry
first published in Ribbons
housebuilding – I need
large closets, hardwood floors
a bay window –
his one request?
a bathtub big enough for two
first published in red lights
summer
after summer
lupine…
he never says
no to me
first published in The Makata
a girl whose dolls
were all neatly clothed
and coifed. . .
not knowing then
that I'd have no children
Simply Haiku; Take Five
at this age
I choose only vibrant colors
for the garden;
there is no time to languish
in melancholy
bottle rockets, #20, February 2009
an aging
rocker-motorcyclist
in thick traffic
waves his tattooed arms
to a beat I don't quite get
first pub'd in MET, Aug. 2008
gentle hills
rolling down to the pond
covered with snow
unmarred by tracks or shadows
as a babe newly born
Adelaide
outside the Kim Son
–- our bellies filled –-
koi and catfish curl and swirl
then swarm for crumbs
the other humans drop
inside the ravaged city
–- their bellies stunned –-
homeless stagger, stutter
await the
crumbs
of a new day
lynx, feb. 2006
The night’s vibrations,
And my soul’s longing
For sleep;
Not to dream dreams but
To awake with birdsongs.
wrapped in the cocoon
that is you
I have no desire
to venture outside
until it is warm
first published in Autumn Leaves.
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