The whir
of machines
and splash
of water
all scrubbing
stubborn stains
and leftovers
from things
and yet
my heart
keeps the
last of
your lips
print puckered
on it
and no
amount of
elbow grease
or effort
will ever
Category: Poetry
Serendipity
Funny how
the simplest
thing with
the longest
name causes
greatest change
by being
caught unaware
as one
goes about
their business
Autumn
Things turn
clocks back
and leaves
once green
start falling
the breeze
blows chill
and shorts
folded take
their place
where warm
sweaters used
to stay
Wheat
Two feet
and upright
Zen talks
about standing
on ones
own absent
of attention
one straw
in a
never ending
field of
yellow wheat
and the
brush of
the hush
Fears
Fears frequently
are little
more than
friends who
are unmade
so sit
with yours
oh they
have secrets
such that
you have
never heard
