sitting in the backyard
the setting sun
the lull of an engine

climbing up
CB rambling
time with my dad

sleepy musicians
watch the sun rise
a yellow school bus

names on stones
no longer used by tenants
live on in those loved

I see for miles
curled up in a blanket
down here

icy metal wrench
cold concrete under the trunk
where I lay fixing

new books new backpack
a nervous young girl waits in line
outside the school

late evening sun
covering the swimming pool
a good book

stroking the lyre
goals unfinished
dreams revoked

Grandfather
we glide across the lake
coffee and a sunrise.

The pitter patter of rain
Like the steps of my children
Who once lived here

slow sunset tumbling
over wide open spaces
steaming hot chocolate

walking home from aerobics
stale sweat
freezes my shirt

heater turned up
Mustang filled with
warmth and friendship

hawaiian ice
the flavor freezes my mouth
blue raspberry tongue

winter morning
without you again
cold heart

the moon’s light
cascades down the mountainside
the phone rings

The shaking ground
my shivering body
longest train ever.

shoulders hunched
the chill fall rain beats them down
overdue books

delicious blustery wind
cools my head…
i chase after it

seven years old
ivory keys beneath
clumsy fingers

Black box opens
Gold sparkles
Everything changes

stiff silk flowers
gently placed on a cold headstone
child innocent to why

Helping elderly neighbors
Mowing their dirt
I weep gasoline