The narcissist has
a bottomless appetite
for power, chaos and control.
original poetry and haiku
Red, gold, brown, green and
orange leaves form mosaics
on neighborhood lawns.
As summer begins to
close her eyes in
exchange for fall's
awakening, I want
to remember these
days; what it feels
like to slip into
sandals, and hop into
the car without a
jacket and drive to
meet some friends
with Tennessee's green
hills in front of me and
the sun on my back.
a cardinal and a bluebird
sitting on a white fence
suddenly feeling patriotic
Dear Co-worker:
My candy dish is a gesture of goodwill -- meant to be
visited a couple of times during the workday in moderation --
not a vehicle by which to fill your child's entire Easter basket.
Signed,