goats or their ilk
appear, then reappear
thrice, in the span
of a single hour

goats or their ilk
appear, then reappear
thrice, in the span
of a single hour
raucous, joyful optimism
tempered with deliberation
our gal has the right stuff!
poetic sabbatical
or lack of focus?
missing the words…
claw-footed clouds
razor-sharp leaves
mechanisms of nature
~ with a nod to Buson’s series of ‘short night’ haiku
the short night —
owl wingtips slapping
snow off tiny branches
I just received an email telling me my poem, 4:56 AM, is now featured in their latest podcast. It originally appeared in the Halloween issue, published in November 2023, of tiny frights, a free e-zine of horror art, poetry and microfiction.
~ for Wesley
my son delights
in music theory
the pursuit
of dissonant chords
the fundamental elements
of harmony
form and melody,
all the hallmarks
of a lifelong propensity
to outrageous creativity
~ for A Curious Introvert and everyone else who loves October!!
midway through July
locust branches sway
in the sultry breeze
pruning the bushes
puppy grabs & tears a mouthful of leaves
Daddy’s little helper
hankering for scrambled eggs
a crumble of cheddar cheese
wake up, Chef Husband!
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