Thursday, May 29, 2014

29 May 2013

Looking at my home,
I find that I am among
My old friends, my books.

29 May 2013
 


Wednesday, May 28, 2014

28 May 2014

Out in the sun room,
Watching the ducks waddling
Over to the pond.

28 May 2014

Monday, May 26, 2014

26 May 2014

I never sleep well
Any more; all day, I just
Want to close my eyes.

26 May 2014

Thursday, May 22, 2014

22 May 2014

One more sign of spring--
Enormous bees buzzing around
The Rose of Sharon.

22 May 2014

Monday, May 19, 2014

19 May 2015

Going through some files,
I found a poem I wrote
When my life was bleak.
19 May 2014
(And here it is:

The Leap Into the Void

I leapt into the Void,
Figuratively, like Yves Klein.
But literally, figuratively,
What does it matter?
The Void
Is still
The Void.

March 1998)


Sunday, May 18, 2014

18 May 2014

The dog's in the yard,
Stretched out, soaking up some rays
While the neighbors watch.

18 May 2014

Friday, May 16, 2014

16 May 2014

A cold day, for May.
Both of us well bundled up,
Our hands are still cold.

16 May 2014

Thursday, May 15, 2014

15 May 2013

In the east, sunshine.
From the west, black clouds approach.
Sudden, driving rain.

15 May 2014

Monday, May 12, 2014

12 May 2012

I awoke last night
To thunder, distant, drawing
Closer with each growl...

12 May 2014

Saturday, May 10, 2014

10 May 2014

Forty years ago,
Driving through Salisbury Plain,
And, suddenly, this.

10 May 2014
(Not my photo;
source.)
 
 


Friday, May 9, 2014

9 May 2014

May 9th--already
The frogs have begun courting,
Croaking through the night.

9 May 2014

Wednesday, May 7, 2014

7 May 2014

Clear blue skies under
A hot sun...I could believe
Summer has arrived.

7 May 2014

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

6 May 2014

Sitting at my desk,
Eyes closed, arms folded, dreaming,
In late afternoon.

6  May 2014 

Monday, May 5, 2014

5 May 2014

Driving home, watching
The sunset, red and purple,
In my car's mirrors.

5 May 2014

Sunday, May 4, 2014

4 May 2014

Forty-four years ago
Four died...with them, a nation died
Without knowing it.

4 May 2014
("Tin soldiers and Nixon coming
We're finally on our own
This summer I hear the drumming
Four dead in Ohio.

Gotta get down to it
Soldiers are gunning us down
Should have been done long ago
What if you knew her
And saw her dead on the ground?
How can you run when you know?"
Neil Young)

Friday, May 2, 2014

2 May 2014

Watching the clouds
Drift overhead, solid gray
Matching my dark mood.

2 May 2014

Thursday, May 1, 2014

1 May 2013

What do I see, now,
When looking in the mirror?
A lined face, white hair.
1 May 2014