paisley incarnations
what is it
you’d always hoped
you’d be?
unsurpassed
together, just the two of us,
oh, how we laugh at Coco’s antics,
the rituals that we witness every day
that growly laugh,
those bright, happy eyes
his perimeter patrols in the backyard
the way he gathers his toys, in succession,
to lure us back to B-E-D to L-A-Y
down again, after breakfast ~
that face, that FACE!
we cherish his sweet puppiness,
though he’s now our senior boy
we adore him, yes
we love him so very much
climbers
clematis shoots
entwine trellis curvatures,
its brilliant white blooms
welcome nourishing rain,
life-giving sun
haiku
a strong southerly wind gust
rips across birdbath’s shimmering waters,
sunshine radiant across the Lilliputian surf
usurpation
a whole civilization will die tonight
while so-called civilized legislators stand by
as a madman froths at the mouth
spring storms
band of darkness
in the southwest sky
I peruse Weather Bug
to help plan our day
affinity
friends we make in poetry
writerly acquaintances,
those who see
and understand us
in ways utterly
incomprehensible to the
rest of our worlds
haiku
savored postcard poems,
gifts from word compatriots,
lyrical language missives
what we’ve been waiting for
an inch so far,
more on the way
the greening of spring —
it won’t be long now
lawn care summons
forsythia’s yellow feelers —
in full bloom,
crabgrass preventer’s
clarion call
A Sawyer's Daughter 
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