Cave of the Winds tour

A romantic name
for a seagull poop splashed walk
among spray and rocks.

Strangers in a strange town

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

Natural born plant killers

No one waters them.
Tiny cells plead, but TV
seems more important.

Laptop

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

April Fool’s Day

not sure what’s so fun
about a day when we’re all
afraid we’ll get punk’d

Why I need to sleep

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

Insomnia bordering on insanity

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

Salt Lick barbecue

Vegans, stay away,
lest your firm resolve melt from
tender smoked brisket.

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.