refuse

 Discarded without a backward glance

Left drowning in an oily puddle
along with the other detritus
created only this day and already waste,
the crushed plastic bottle, the can, the wrapper.

Thrown away because it no longer serves
like youth, like love, like life.

popular culture 2

pouring red wine
bloodstains on the table cloth
mrs overall

popular culture

 crouching tiger
she bends into the wind
ears flattened
eloquent tail twitching
fur rippling
a field of brindle wheat
sensing the ghost cat
she blows bridles snarls
hidden dragon

shadows on the ceiling
great ghastly skeletal fingers
pointing to the door

carnivale

a tiny batman
shuffles through drifting confetti
while assorted dalmations
drink espresso

wanting

biting back the wanting
and making do
with bitter cold coffee

greenday

green lidded mug
its contents a secret
soon to be revealed

My husband tells of other days

My husband tells of other days

Of hunting octopus
With a white hankie
Thrust in water
To imitate light
And if there was no hankie
A pale leg would do as well.
Boys, pushing each other,
Lanky armed, laughing
Trickery and triumph
Riches in poverty

Of great salads of lettuce
Freshly pulled with the earth still clinging.
Whole onions
Tomatoes from the vine.
Wrinkly olives black as night
Random addition of herbs
All drowning in oil
Thick, sharp, green
Riches in poverty


Of his mother's bread and pasta
Made at dawn every day
And every year a child born
And children dying every year
Two dead once
In one day
Her grief for every loss
Her love for each who stayed

Of the simple riches in great poverty.
Of laughter, food
And love.

NaHaiWriMo 2

eggs


tiny flyers
pale blue shells forgotten
brave the wind

NaHaiWriMo 1

rolling trofie
cool marble meditation
for pesto

stelline
caduti dal cielo
nel brodo



prompt : pasta

shizen

Spinning leaf
By a spiders thread
Suspended

Petal floating
On the wind's caress
Whispering