Hound

I love 
my peace
I love
my life
I have
no drama
I have
no strife
there is
such quiet
there is
no sound
except for
the baying
of some
distant hound

Happy

Gratitude is 
the fullback
in my
game of
life it
clears the
way for
me to
score the
touchdown of
my happiness

After

The way 
to start
is to
end be
it sentence
paragraph chapter
or book
one must
come before
to make
room for
the after

Boat

I am 
more empty
than full
having tossed
most of
what I
knew overboard
and now
this boat
I’ve been
having regained
its buoyancy
skims along
never sinking
despite being
wake battered

Swing

I wonder then 
if when I
you do too
or if when
you do see
a sandlot swing
you remember pushing
me to dizzying
heights higher so
to touch sky
or if like
I do when
I go by