Scratching the surface
Children cower at laughter
Doors sound like gun shots
Monday, November 28, 2016
93
92
Left blank on purpose
This left ship sank on purpose
Bereft blank purpose
Sunday, September 18, 2016
Haiku conversion (91)
I am sick like a mangy dog
I breathe with straw lungs
Drinking tea like it's the answer
And thinking of the
Magnolia tree
Left behind at the last house
Where it blooms without me now
In my dazed half-sleeps
The cats lounge near my head and
I realize that
Meows are birds' songs
Swallowed before anything else
Throat-stuck, gut-stuck hunter scars
When cats regret their choices
And try to release them
The songs bloom into enormous
Magnolia blossoms
In their chests and throats
And only let a skeletal glimmer
Of the song out
The meow
With vengeful hearts
The cats eat my spider plants
While I try to sleep myself well
Leaving dirt-caked root carcasses
On the kitchen counter
In the early morning
A warm sky embraces
The still earth beneath it
My fever breaks and
The bird holds its breath
I think the cats put something in my tea
Thursday, July 21, 2016
90
I wasn't looking
The cats ate the spider plant
Dirt-caked root carcass
Tuesday, June 14, 2016
89
My "shop" on Etsy
It is called "I got a rock"
Pebble birds love you
Wednesday, March 23, 2016
88
Sick like mangy dog
No tea can find me more air
I breathe with straw lungs
Monday, March 14, 2016
87
Discovering teas
Taste buds are on high alert
Eleuthero root?
Monday, February 22, 2016
86
Magnolia tree
Left behind at the last house
Blooms without me now
Friday, January 29, 2016
85
Noticing silence.
Sun beams shift to our new home.
Sound and light adjust.
Wednesday, January 13, 2016
84
Smell and memory
Apparently linked like glue
So be careful, nose