haiku

sometimes beauty comeswalking through the front dooron a waft of shit

the southwestern stateswere my home for forty years --but the green rolling hills...

people dancingsome carefully staying in linesome finding another beat

time to go dancingtwo steps forward, one step sidewaysthe rhythm of life

through the course of a lifetimesome things are hard to remembersome are hard to forget

word puzzles every dayat the New York Times website --wasted time or useful?

entering the bathroomas another man exits --morning meat and greet

stream weaves through treesrushing to meet otherscalling themselves "River"

#defundthepolicefailed to make its message clearto #wetheprivileged

toasted sourdough breadwith unsalted vegan butter--delicious breakfast

lost in --the woodsconversationlove

long walkdeep conversationsatisfying

rain falling outsiderice cooker steamingdrops on my head

photo on Facebooktells me the story i didn't know --wake-up call

roving pack of dogsbarking wildly nearby --Canada geese

Maine is wide openVermont is full of promise --which fits us better?

dream of slidingslowly into blackness --waking on the floor

religion and politics:once two topics to avoidnow just one

Pat Robertson's deadi gayly dance on his gravefor everyone he hated

losing weightpaying for new clothes --consequences