Triptych for a Rainy Day

I. Morning Rewind the grey dots on the pavement. Drop them up into the sky, Higher, higher to their pinprick pockets in the clouds. Pockets where, for a brief moment, the light peaks through the grey undersky—a split-second split for spilt light to slice through. Rewind the grey dots to take their places in the... Continue Reading →


Starting Over

Starting Over    See the lights come flickering on Taking out the trash, Across the street the early bird Reads the morning mash.   Tele—(phones and visions) Ignite the dawn anew, Neighbors open curtains Giving window’s eyes a view.   Orange juice and bananas, Vittles, cold or hot. Everyone is up and out. Ready now—or... Continue Reading →

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