* * *
100912
LADY IN WAITING
Life becomes—as I grow old—
not too tame, not too bold;
not too hot, not too cold.
I’m holding onto a life on hold.
100911
FÊTE ACCOMPLI (for Brent and Lizzie)
Groom and bride
became husband and wife.
For family, friends, and community,
it was all a wedding should be—
a celebration of connection,
an affirmation of love and life.
100910
STILL NOT SURE
I’m not sure why.
I’m not sure how.
I got a job, a car, a mate,
a house to clean and decorate.
Meow, meow,
I got a cat.
I did all that.
Now it’s late.
What do I do now?
100909
NIGHTLY NOOSE
The world is dying.
What can I do?
The media says
I’m dying too.
100908
INTUIT INTO IT
Let me give you
some advice:
don’t think once,
much less twice.
100907
PARCHED
What's that sound,
I hope and wonder—
the approach of
distant thunder?
100906
MORNING MISSED
A sad morning.
The cat who always
escorts our
newspaper retrieval at dawn—
the cat who always
comes when called—
did not escort,
did not come.
Always is not
always always—
at least, is no longer,
which explains how
a sad morning gave way
to a happy afternoon.
100905
SAID AT SUNSET
Please teach me.
Teach you what?
What I need to know.
Why do you need to know?
Hmmm.
Please teach me that.
100904
DAYS DAZED
Time to do,
but little action—
lost my way,
my bearings,
traction.
100903
SYSTEMS ERROR
The downturn
will upturn,
the entrepreneur advisor
advises.
Be ready:
millions, billions
can be made
on one well-made trade.
Well,
why is it well
for any
to take so much
from so many?
100902
CHARMING
At one neighbor house
they quit feeding their pets,
leaving two mama cats
and three kittens to survive
or starve on their own.
Another neighbor
took up the slack.
Three of the cats
(two of them, babies)
have no tails—
he calls them minxes.
100901
SLOW PAY
Work,
no work,
work again.
Money,
no money,
money—
but when?
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Sunday, September 12, 2010
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