A good teacher knows
the limits of her knowledge
from which springs wisdom.

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Between acts, patrons
gulp blended reds and sneak in
a smoke on the lawn.

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An unfeeling man
walked to the end of the world
and turned back around.

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A sudden parting
of the ways leaves splintered hearts
and unfinished dreams.

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When the lights go on,
the camera zooms in and it’s
all business on air.

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Her red cape simply
a blanket wrapped as tightly
as a fond embrace.

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Who knows what lies in
the fog of the near future?
Who dares part the mists?

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The world moves along
but the body takes a less
hurried pace for fun.

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Bucket of suds gets
stained with dirty Datsun’s grit
melting in lather.

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At the moms’ table,
no shortage of funny tales
and resourcefulness.

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One way, and then an
opposite way, cars stutter
along to reds, greens.

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Singles Island grows
less crowded as daily tides
kidnap newlyweds.

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Sometimes, the spark comes
from outta nowhere to bring
bold inspiration.

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The neighbors’ front yards
exercise their free speech with
plastic campaign signs.

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Gods of tennis trade
shot after shot after shot,
battlefield of grass.

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