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,
Your Supposed Sugar Mommy
Sunday, March 27, 2016
Tuesday, March 22, 2016
Reverse Vampires
Some people who live alone
act like reverse vampires.
They suck the bloody life
out of their co-workers by day --
demanding and commanding the attention of their colleagues,
holding court by holding folks hostage,
unloading their every thought and question and concern on people
like a dump truck possessed of the devil --
and retreat to their solitary homes alone at night,
lying in wait for the sun to come up again
and provide them with fresh blood
to live another day.
act like reverse vampires.
They suck the bloody life
out of their co-workers by day --
demanding and commanding the attention of their colleagues,
holding court by holding folks hostage,
unloading their every thought and question and concern on people
like a dump truck possessed of the devil --
and retreat to their solitary homes alone at night,
lying in wait for the sun to come up again
and provide them with fresh blood
to live another day.
Saturday, March 19, 2016
(Two squirrels and two robins)
Two squirrels and two robins
scampered away through the trees
like Noah's ark escapees.
scampered away through the trees
like Noah's ark escapees.
Thursday, March 17, 2016
Happy "Green" Day!
I Am Abuzz
I feel as if
the windows to the world
have been thrown open, like
french doors flung wide
to reveal before me
oceans once unseen
countless hills of green
and a slate scrubbed clean.
Tuesday, March 15, 2016
Sunday, February 14, 2016
(Live well and love well.)
A rerun on Valentine's Day, after learning that a friend was in a serious accident and is now in a coma:
Live well and love well.
For today is all we have,
so far as we can tell.
Live well and love well.
For today is all we have,
so far as we can tell.
Saturday, January 23, 2016
Snow Garden
Our yard was a garden
of snow and our father
was the gardener. He
made snow forts and
an obstacle course of
sorts for my sisters and
me in the front yard one
winter. It was an exciting
adventure, and a little
bit scary, but I felt safe
knowing that Dad was
guiding the sled and
guarding the fort. I still
remember his laugh
that day as we squealed
with delight, holding tight
to the orange, plastic sled.
of snow and our father
was the gardener. He
made snow forts and
an obstacle course of
sorts for my sisters and
me in the front yard one
winter. It was an exciting
adventure, and a little
bit scary, but I felt safe
knowing that Dad was
guiding the sled and
guarding the fort. I still
remember his laugh
that day as we squealed
with delight, holding tight
to the orange, plastic sled.
Monday, January 18, 2016
One Fine Day
Note: I wrote this on Martin Luther King, Jr. Day in 2013 -- a triply historic holiday.
On MLK Day,
inauguration day,
on the day
that a gay
Cuban-American poet
read a poem
to America,
I am moved
to tears
in the sunlight
of my study,
thankful
for the sunshine,
my books, and
the partner
our dog, cat and I
await, who will
join us after work
on this fine day.
On MLK Day,
inauguration day,
on the day
that a gay
Cuban-American poet
read a poem
to America,
I am moved
to tears
in the sunlight
of my study,
thankful
for the sunshine,
my books, and
the partner
our dog, cat and I
await, who will
join us after work
on this fine day.
Sunday, January 17, 2016
Thursday, December 24, 2015
Monday, December 21, 2015
I Love Snow
for Julie
I remember
the Christmas
that you and I
mended our friendship.
You wore a
cool, retro
fur coat
and we walked to
the park across
the street from
Debbie's house.
That night we
laughed and sang
about snow
with the Christmas
lights shining
behind us
and the future bright;
ahead of us.
I remember
the Christmas
that you and I
mended our friendship.
You wore a
cool, retro
fur coat
and we walked to
the park across
the street from
Debbie's house.
That night we
laughed and sang
about snow
with the Christmas
lights shining
behind us
and the future bright;
ahead of us.
Wednesday, December 16, 2015
Saturday, December 05, 2015
(bright Thanksgiving day)
bright Thanksgiving day
drinking eggnog on the porch
sunshine and crisp leaves
drinking eggnog on the porch
sunshine and crisp leaves
Sunday, November 22, 2015
Thanksgiving Traffic
Three miles in an
hour and a half --
bumper-to-bumper
interstate congestion and
stomach indigestion,
angry drivers with
hungry kids, no
exit in sight, and
no explanation.
Arrivals delayed;
hugs and hand-
shakes on hold;
dinners postponed.
It was easy to get
irritated and impatient,
until we saw
the white sheet
on the ground.
Suddenly, we were
thankful for the
fume-filled air that
we were breathing.
hour and a half --
bumper-to-bumper
interstate congestion and
stomach indigestion,
angry drivers with
hungry kids, no
exit in sight, and
no explanation.
Arrivals delayed;
hugs and hand-
shakes on hold;
dinners postponed.
It was easy to get
irritated and impatient,
until we saw
the white sheet
on the ground.
Suddenly, we were
thankful for the
fume-filled air that
we were breathing.
Saturday, November 21, 2015
Saturday, November 07, 2015
Saturday, October 31, 2015
Tuesday, October 27, 2015
Monday, October 26, 2015
(Wet dogs smell like wet)
Wet dogs smell like wet
leaves even if the dogs have
not played in wet leaves.
leaves even if the dogs have
not played in wet leaves.
Sunday, October 25, 2015
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