Today

We walked into the cafe

An older couple entered

Through my held door 
Hand in hand

Talking to friends

Amidst the youth

And their frantic keystrokes 

Lost to the now
Rain’s changing 

Drippy drizzle

To wind blown torrent

And the light moving

Across the sky
Puddles forming upon

Untended tables

A cup; empty and full 

Overflowing with sunlight 

A cup: empty and full 

Two sides of the same 

Moment 

 

Good Morning

Birds

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A digitized globe 

It delights me so 

Drifting across the earth 

Dropping a word here

Another there

One in France 

The next Africa 

Seconds pass 

Seeds planted 

Hope gently 

Kindled 

A Remembrance: Mary Tyler Moore 

Awoke with a song,
Mary Tyler Moore’s theme.
Quirky, jaunty and cheerful,
With a tinge of sadness.
A bright point in my youth,
Faded into night.

Such is the way of things;
Joy blends with sorrow/
This complex dish,
Life.

The Smoker 

Walking past a smoker 

So very easy to judge

Addiction’s impacts 

Yet who am I 

To critique anyone’s 

Frailties?

Slumber’s Unanswered Call

A strange night,
Again awake when I wish to be asleep.
Slumber ignores my humble call
Blindly ignoring both my needs and concerns.

This lack of weariness annoys.
This rationale mind knows,
Knows the exhaustion coming.
Tomorrow’s sunrise.

Dread stares into my eyes,
Unblinking.