Category: Poetry

young man, young woman

on opposite corners

waiting for green

scary monster growls

devouring so much in flames

my fuel oil furnace

I wrote this haiku

while on another Zoom call

with my potted plants

pouring down my nose or causing the car to skid or rendering the driveway impassable or dripping from the ceiling or cancelling the ballgame or ruining the party or flooding the basement or slowing my commute

rain drops on the roof

percussive and persistent

welcome sounds today

storm raging within

to haiku five-seven-five

or to be unleashed

Saturday mornings

center of my universe

coffee with my love

morning sun softens

and the noon sun will sharpen

what nighttime obscures

the sun’s brilliant rays

bring forth the green of our youth

even in the fall

I regret so much

anger rages within me

sowing misery

when my end draws near

may it be as beautiful

as the falling leaves