Is it weird to bond
with significant others’
folks over “Rock Band”?

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Hard to find strangers
among impromptu group of
jovial misfits.

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The students know not
what they’re embracing, but know
how to ask questions.

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Hiding in plain sight,
but never quite removed from
public scrutiny.

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Wave after wave rolls
in. They ask no permission,
take nothing, roll back.

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Wine, games, piano,
chores, walks, homesickness, dinner,
reading, kisses, bed.

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On the prowl, they dip
their crudités ever so
daintily, eyes fixed.

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The first taste of that
chicken biscuit gave her a
jolt of pure goodness.

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The ideas come
in three flavors: “radical,”
“untried” and “stoopid.”

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If you are your job,
what happens when your job is
eliminated?

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The backyard dogs growl
with ferocious intent. The
lounging cats stretch, yawn.

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As my friend told me
about the cancer, I tried
to eat my sandwich.

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The words are cheerful,
yet the sentiments run deep
colored by fresh wounds.

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New branches of trees
spread throughout intertwined lives
and one root system.

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Everyone knew his
part of the plan, but we still
weren’t sure of success.

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