In the doctor’s office

Perched on the exam
table like a rib roast on
white butcher paper.

Headache

A mouse burrowing
deep, it peers out but can’t be
caught with eyes open.

Coffee date

Conversational
buzz a backdrop to clinking
spoons stirring white clouds.

Doing the laundry

Subterranean
hum of spinning drums cleansing
my dirty stained life.

Missed the bus

Now she has time to
blow dry her hair while I rub
away sleep, then drive.

Almost spring

Snowpack seems solid
but underneath, droplets sing
of melting caverns.

Other daughter’s boyfriend

Bandana over
his sweet smile, ninja to his
anime girlfriend.

Corey Haim

When Robert Frost wrote
“Nothing gold can stay,” he could
have described child stars.

Christmas LED lights

Like laser pointers
they blind in red green blue as
they save the planet

Abandoned haiku blog

My door open, but
the rooms are empty, thoughts like
forgotten relics.