Category Archives: Slice of Life

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Regular Days

Sunlight befriends a digital stream of virtual heavy lifting, the meat of work devoured; tasks fall like pistachio husks. Night shadows a stream splashing the bowl when the hours are shy and don’t care who you are. I prefer the … Continue reading

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Haiku–Now

I don’t care what time it is. I don’t care what day it is. I am here. (www.ripples.ca)

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Little One (for Reese)

Little one, you are what precious means, your brand new feet are your favorite toys. Your gurgle girl smile melts my heart. I want to watch you grow into a lovely young woman, to feel the grace of it as … Continue reading

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All Two Human

(With apologies to Bob Merrill, who wrote the doggie in the window song.–jrs) Who is that drunkard in the mirror, the one with the waggley face? Who is that drunkard in the mirror? I swear I’ve met him someplace. He … Continue reading

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Warm and Round

The night is still and round. An ocean rises from city traffic as my skin rejoices the fan whirling from the ceiling. I sit where the dog sleeps when he’s here. I can almost hear his stir and stretch as … Continue reading

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Haiku–Polaris on Deck

Awake: cannot sleep. The deck beckons; I am rapt. Hello, Polaris.

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Ballpoint Chisel (for Sharon Olds)

Long ago I shook your hand and told you how much I love your work. I wanted to tell you what little I know about women has come from my wife and your carefully erected words. I wanted to tell … Continue reading

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Haiku–Robin Greeting

Robin’s good morning greets the sky’s earliest light; darkness ebbs to grey.   (left: iacmusic.com; right: imgarcade.com)  

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Imagination

The freeway is the ocean, the stars are just as high, but fewer. I am tired, but can still pretend what is real is somewhere near, not a lifetime away. My imagination saves me again.   (top: en.wikipedia.org; bottom: lovethesepics.com)

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