Channel surfing at 3 am

Late night TV a
wonderland of fast money
junkyard of trashed dreams.

Corey Haim

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

J’s prom dress

She said she felt like
a fairy princess, draped in
blue with beaded swirls.

Senior Ball

Formally over
twelve years of learning to look
good on this one night.

Prom dress

In it she was arm
candy, someone that turned heads
unexpectedly.

Strangers in a strange town

Our waitress admits
the town has its share of ghosts.
We sleep with lights on.

New mother

She curls around the
baby like a spiral shell
protecting its snail.

If chocolate were gum

One piece would last for
hours and have few calories.
(I’m working on it.)

500 haikus

From a Revealing
start to this auspicious point –
my life in short form.

Insomnia bordering on insanity

Night winds roar like a
giant parent screaming “Go
to sleep!” without words.