Wisdom-Smack :: November 30, 2007

Studying Proverbs,
I’m back-handed by wisdom,
Left reeling, red-faced.

Irresponsible :: November 29, 2007

Irresponsible:
When I’m late to the office
Because I can be.

My Superpower :: November 28, 2007

My superpower
Would be to stop car engines
Of stupid drivers.

Where to Start? :: November 27, 2007

My obligations
Feel like massive, endless walls
In a sprawling maze.

Hello in There? :: November 26, 2007

I go to the well
Of inspiration to find
It’s out of order.

Blank :: November 25, 2007

Decades of her life
Penciled inside are erased
By Jan’s Alzheimer’s.

Montana Therapy :: November 24, 2007

Walking lazily,
Kicking rocks along the road,
We breathe out rank stress.

Not Your Normal Hangover :: November 23, 2007

Waking up groggy,
I recall what did me in:
Late-night pinochle.

Christmas Spirit :: November 22, 2007

The silvery strand
Of cheap tinsel gleams with joy,
Transforming our tree.

Culture Shock :: November 21, 2007

“Is prosciutto cheese?”
Small-town Montana is quaint.
We miss Seattle.

A Kind of Death :: November 20, 2007

Like a black mamba,
An asphalt road snakes its way
Through my childhood home.

Should’ve Worn Sneakers :: November 19, 2007

For a brief moment,
Today’s to-do list felt like
A 10K footrace.

Picasso Was Right :: November 18, 2007

Art washes our souls,
Cleaning away the coarse dust
Of everyday life.

Glassblowing 101 :: November 17, 2007

Artists dip steel rods
Into molten honey to
Form three glowing bowls.

Just An Illusion :: November 16, 2007

Scrubbing our bathtub,
I remove months of sludge so
Guests won’t know we’re slobs.

The Least of These :: November 15, 2007

At the soup kitchen
I recall as I serve bread:
Jesus was homeless.

That’s MR. Lightweight … :: November 14, 2007

A bottle of wine ---
Some grim, edgy Cotes du Rhone ---
Renders me squiffy.

Sunny Side Up :: November 13, 2007

Leaves like toasted bread
Are gently buttered yellow
By the morning sun.

Cranky :: November 12, 2007

Biting wind and rain ---
Seems today woke up on the
Wrong side of the bed.

Altitude & Attitude :: November 11, 2007

Dressed in tawny clouds,
Mount Rainier acts like Nature’s
Top supermodel.

Freefall :: November 10, 2007

My blood sugar drops
Like some out-of-control plane
Spinning toward a cliff.

Magical Week :: November 9, 2007

‘Tis a mystery:
Monday I’m five weeks behind.
Friday --- I’m caught up.

Pummeled :: November 8, 2007

I feel like a steak
As Katie works me with her
Tenderizer fists.

Therapy Session #20 :: November 7, 2007

My playground bully
Appears after 30 years.
This time I punch him.

The Sound of Industry :: November 6, 2007

Gray cubicle walls
Emit a bumblebee hum
From my toil within.

Irish Rock-God :: November 5, 2007

From the bare Moore stage,
Glen Hansard grabs his guitar
And plays with our souls.

Urban Shopping :: November 4, 2007

Worse than a dog fight,
Two snarling women each grab
For the last cheap coat.

Their True Colors :: November 3, 2007

Cotton-candy pink
And tangerine duke it out
In tonight’s sunset.

Fevered Dreams :: November 2, 2007

Melting faces and
Fuchsia poodles share brain time
In my febrile state.

I Feel Like A Puppet :: November 1, 2007

First my body boils,
Then switches to an icy clime.
The virus chuckles.