Inexplicable sadness

In wordless despair
M dissolves in tears clutching
me like a life vest.

Laptop

An adult blankie.
To take one from its owner
will make grown men cry.

Why I need to sleep

When I stay up late
my thoughts move oddly like lab
mice stunted by drugs.

Back pain

Hunched and hobbling I
move as if years older, a
taste of what’s to come.

Why I’ve been absent

Haiku, like bonsai,
needs care and pruning. A mind
unfocused kills both.

Why

on another blog
gross comment deposited
like defecation

In memoriam: Mrs. G

Now that the snow is
gone, her neglected garden
pokes up stalks of loss.

Silda Wall Spitzer

Wan, pale, red-eyed, she’s
the poster wife of Wynette’s
song, “Stand By Your Man.”

Saving grace

While I throw pennies
into a coin jar, Bear Stearns
gets a big bailout.

Eliot Spitzer

When a righteous man
is caught with his pants down, it’s
likely he’ll get spanked.