Can days be merry
and bright? Jobs – like ornaments –
fragile, out of reach.
Category Archives: observations
Ugly photo
She keeps it displayed
to remind herself that once
she didn’t know it
She watches me…
…create. Impatient
that I won’t pay attention
when I’m writing stuff.
Driving kids to camp
Flat mapped names turn in-
to forested hills, roads wind
towards adventure.
Online debate
Listserv fight breaks out.
Among civil people, the
retorts well-researched.
Not among the 6%
“Let’s go to the beach!”
One kid, online, shrugs as the
other keeps texting.
“In a typical week, only 6 percent of children ages nine to thirteen play outside on their own.”
from The Option of Urbanism: Investing in a New American Dream by Christopher B. Leinberger
My biggest fan
Directed at me
all day it follows me from
room to room in heat.
Already mid-July
And so summer goes
like fishing line cast into
swift moving waters
Heat wave breaks
Rumbles of thunder
promise that soon fat raindrops
will bring refreshment.
Last days of school
Nobody wants to
be there. Even the teachers
sit, watching the clock.