LOVE POEM #92 – SPARE CHANGE

Spare Change

 

It feels dishonest to call her a dime,

a penny, a nickel, or a quarter.

A fifty-cent piece doesn’t do it

and even a silver dollar falls short.

 

She doesn’t slip nicely between the folds

of my freshly bought dark brown wallet

like a twenty dollar bill, creased over

from its dozens of previous owners.

 

She might shine like spare change;

jingle like a pocketful of coins,

perhaps even grin like a president,

but to me, she’s priceless.

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FIFTY WORD STORY – The Wall of Faces

Sometimes I stare at my wall of faces; all the masks I have put on—happy, angry, sad; animalish. I’ll try to contort my face to match them, but it’s hard to compete with a mask. When I look in their eyes long enough, they’ll start to speak to me.

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Dog in a Car (and Other Haikus)

The Squirrel

Your bushy tail

cannot hide the stack of nuts

spilling from your nook.

 

Sore

Like a rubber band

stretched tight between two fingers

just before snapping.

 

Two Pillows

They lie side by side

on the Victorian sheets

like two slabs of stone.

 

Twinkle

You looked to the sky,

starstruck by the midnight lights,

and I, by your eyes.

 

Dog in a Car

I hear you rushing

to look through every window

and see the redwoods.

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LOVE POEM #91 – The Feline and the Mutt

The Feline and the Mutt

 

They stare at each other through the window

briefly, before he leaps against the glass

and she goes running back to the great room

to hide behind the cushions for a bit,

 

but after he wanders off to go play

she slinks out from her hiding place to watch

as he snaps at fluttering butterflies

passing through the yard for their summer trip.

 

I think she wonders what it would be like

to feel the warm air against her skin

to jump after their orange patterned wings

and leave those clawless paw prints next to his.

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Sitting Dogs (and Other Haikus)

Text Back

The three blue bubbles

bounce in the left hand corner

bursting with silence.

 

Fear of the Dark

There’s nobody there.

Nobody in the darkness

clawing at dead things.

 

Eyes Closed

Walking with eyes closed;

somewhere an ambulance sounds

a sharp reminder.

 

Looking at the Bar

The circular stains

of an overfilled glass cup

that sat for too long.

 

Sitting Dogs

Their tails kick dust

when they drag against the dirt,

waiting for dinner.

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LOVE POEM #89 – The Leaf

The Leaf

 

If you look at all the flowers

blooming in the fresh spring air

you might miss her floating in the breeze

on her way to greet you from the forest,

 

but if you keep focused on the flowing sky

you will catch sight of her fluttering

like a dancer, so forgotten in her song

that it seemed like the wind was flying on her.

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FIFTY WORD STORY – Blind Mornings

I could hear the birds chirping in the morning sunlight, ruffling their feathers as the sun melted away the cool night. I felt my way to the window latch, popped it open, and drank in the air. There was a layer of sweetness I couldn’t see, hidden in the scents.

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Dog on a Leash (and Other Haikus)

Legos

My fingers fumble

to click the blocks together.

Where’s the yellow brick?

 

The Move

Staring at the space

where a sculpture used to stand;

now just an imprint.

 

Soil

Between specks of dirt

I can hear the solemn songs

of forgotten souls.

 

Cloud Nine

I forgot I walked

all the way down this hallway

when I held your hand.

 

Dog on a Leash

You’ve strangled my hand

hoping that for a second

I’d let you escape.

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The Golden Apple

The Golden Apple

 

It’s a wonder Paris could choose

who would get the golden apple

when I can barely part with one

that has red and yellow spots.

 

Yet he thrust it into the palms

of the porcelain god Venus

without a pause to consider

the empty pit in his stomach.

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Cat in the Night (and Other Haikus)

Talk

We have gone so deep

I can feel the cool grip

of dreams at my feet.

 

A Happy Poem

It started with rain,

pooling as the water ran

down the grey sidewalk.

 

Iris

Gazing in your eyes

past the warm ebon guile

to a lonely heart.

 

Oh

Just one syllable

slipped between these solemn lips

followed by silence.

 

Cat in the Night

You crept on the bed

and curled beneath the folds

of my comforter.

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