Lost cell phone

Left in Manhattan
cab. Friends’ numbers, pix of my
kids in strangers’ hands.

Constant reader

see also Inconstant blogger

That you’ve found me and
read my life in seventeen
syllables floors me.

Live your dream

Today J begins
flying not yet a driver
the sky’s the limit

Panasonic possibilities

Got a new camera.
What moments will it capture
in pixels and bytes?

Online – the new paradigm

My fingers talk my
eyes listen my head makes it
up my heart hungers.

My job

Commute through fiber
optic cable to a home
built by words not deeds

Christmas lights

Like flickering tongues
of flame in green…blue…red. Just
plug in and enjoy.

Times Square

The heart of the world.
Like fireworks that never fade
explosions of light.

Front seat driver

Off to NYC
tomorrow. Garmin riding
shotgun. Can’t get lost.

All about the page views

Should I say what I
feel, or what attracts readers?
Tempting to sell out.