Unaware of her
beauty, unselfconsciousness
gives each movement grace.
Nearing seventeen
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Unaware of her
beauty, unselfconsciousness
gives each movement grace.
Tag Archives: family
Lost cell phone
Left in Manhattan
cab. Friends’ numbers, pix of my
kids in strangers’ hands.
Double entendre overheard at LaGuardia
“We’re domestic,” a
blonde woman tells her daughter
in line at the gate.
Morning in LeFrak City
On a cluttered Queens
balcony he stands, watching
the complex decay.
In mourning early morning
J9 can’t sleep since
her mother died stays up and
writes heartache in tears.
Live your dream
Today J begins
flying not yet a driver
the sky’s the limit
Wasted Saturday night
We watch bad TV
eat microwave popcorn feel
guilty not really.
Mom’s casual embrace
Longing to hug them,
I wait ’til they flutter near
like moths to my flame.
Retail therapy
Drove to the city
to shop eat sushi buy fun
things that make us smile.
Vintage style
Grey army trenchcoat
or lime green sixties jacket
J can pull off both.
a haiku a day 