always saying goodbye always saying hello
July 12, 2006
with each wave
these last moments
bathe our consciousness
there is nothing else.
the breeze
takes our hair
to wave goodbye
jobs are waiting.
put the tiny shells
in your pockets
I tell the boys
so the big ones won’t crush them.
two buddies –
they are eleven
never to be eleven again
the wind dries the tears I hide.
2003
to be a delight
July 11, 2006
a young
supple leaf
amid many others
firmly affixed
to a whipping green limb
riding the wind
suckling milk
without pause
basking in the nurturing sun
according shade
to the lovers
below
1981
twilight on the porch
July 11, 2006
it’s a big ass mosquito! whap
whap whap
whap
got’em
damn – it’s a daddy long legs,
sorry man
( he staggers away from
my reach )
2003
haiku by Pfizer
July 10, 2006
she is a shy girl
we medicate her each day
she is a delight
2006
like quiet is a place
July 10, 2006
was it a place?
maybe it was a place –
like quiet is a place
to stop amid the noise
and find yourself there.
was it a process?
maybe it was a process –
like birth is a process
to come into something
you have – and have not – been in before.
was it a game?
maybe it was a game –
like a tree is a game
to hide up among the leaves
knowing autumn will soon arrive.
circa 1985
happy cat
July 9, 2006
a bag tips over
grapes roll by like green mice
cat gives chase
BINGO lingo
July 8, 2006
when our parish has BINGO
I wonder:
how can we call birth control
unnatural
1982
Perhaps… 2
July 6, 2006
our lives
are the
hands of God
kneading Love
into the protoplasm
2005
Ask Mister Helpful
July 5, 2006
Question:
Dear Mister Helpful,
I love to eat at McDonalds because it is cool and the food is really really good. But every time I eat there I feel sick about 45 minutes later. What should I do?
Signed, Nauseous in Nashua
Answer:
Dear Nauseous,
Try eating 45 minutes earlier.
I’m lovin’ it,
Mr. H.
where then?
July 5, 2006
it may seem
as one gets older
and friends
begin to die off
and associates
begin to die off
and siblings
begin to die off
and unknown age-mates
populate the obituary
it may seem
life has become a game
of musical chairs
2004