
Herbie,
my comfort hamster
moonlights
as a sleep consultant.
He provides
unprompted advice
on optimal sleep posture
on resting breathing patterns
and on the benefits
of counting heartbeats
instead of sheep.

Herbie,
my comfort hamster
moonlights
as a sleep consultant.
He provides
unprompted advice
on optimal sleep posture
on resting breathing patterns
and on the benefits
of counting heartbeats
instead of sheep.
I’m struggling to reach the tape. Lungs and legs burn. How did I get so out of shape?
I was once called a rose,Yes, a rose, while we wereSitting in a garden,Overgrown with wild grass and weeds.The flowers, clinging to thorny branches,Craved waterTo quench their abusive thirst.Red, yellow, and pink petalsCurling, ready to crumble. Silence lingeredLonger than expectedAfter the comparison.Crickets sang the distantChorus under a crescent moon. “I just can’tFigureYouOut,”Her wordsTo breakThe silence….
I have no memory of writing this…
Am I the romantic lead from the pages of check stand novels? No. I’ve sampled love, but never long enough
to savor it.
Truth Hits Truth hitslike noontime sunlightin a long-dark room,dust dancing undercorner cobwebsand split plaster cracks.If I shut the doorand window blindsto hide my sloth,it’s still my wreck to wash. From Abstract to Concrete How Metaphor Turns Ideas Into Experiences Some ideas are hard to explain clearly. Truth, grief, love, and hope often lose their strength…
January craves sun’s cool embrace.February frost thaws as we chaseMarch steps into spring’s teasing song.April dances along, wakingMay in morning dew.June greets solstice sun anew.July heats up the pace, thenAugust showers relieve the place.September chills as nights grow cold,October leaves age red, orange, gold.November nip moves days indoors.December snow flutters… Write Tight Should it stay,…