All nighter

Weighing sleep against
productivity, I write
into a new day.

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Marriage

Some–like white wine–are
best when young. My French Bordeaux
grows better with age.

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Knight

Stalled out. He comes. Starts
car. Buys breakfast. Drops what he’s
doing. Just for me.

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Haiku of the day

Wisdom’s spark. Fortune
cookie poetry message
ignites hope change growth.

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Paleo

Carbs like clouds. When gone
clarity returns. Blue sky
thinking open mind.

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On a cold winter’s night

Kitchen windows fogged,
oven-baked chicken is the
scent of homecoming.

Driving cross country

West Coast starting line
pavement our road map we head
east back to our roots.

On cutting off long hair

Strands layered, length chopped,
I change, shed years, fears, regrets.
Why’d I wait so long?

Sufficient

Some days it’s enough:
an absent child’s return, a
dog’s rapt love, a kiss.

Snow blind

Spiraling flakes, like
small hands opening wide, feel
their way down to earth.