white lilies
a long road
to the gravestone

as they read the menu
she shuffles through her purse
counting change

whirling blades pierce
a dimly lit room
drat . . . a lightbulb out

one dad
one mom
two Christmases

a streak of black
pierces the deep blue
sheet

distorted world
bleeding colors in the sky
the kaleidoscope

Sunday brunch
the in-laws
are in town

early morning
stomachs growling
pancakes

taking turns
with the new ukulele
some pluck, some strum

sweet smelling breeze
grandma's apple pie
in the window

the sweet man . . . dead
a MONSTER
left in his place

starlight sky
a field of peonies,
our blooming white lily

one
true love . . .
fat burritos

narcoleptic roommate
beer soaked and stained
college couch

family gathers
arguments pass
like floating leaves

open window
two worlds
reflect

back rub
with fingernails out
the cat likes it

a dozen weeping willows
guiding my fate . . .
to you

snow covered roof
smoke
through the chimney

crunchy autumn leaves
a long walk
at dawn

look at yourself
open your ears
dealbreaker . . . ?

morning light
she turns to me
for a New Year's kiss

my happiness
my heart
asked me to marry

boots tying
rucksacks packed
another country