Sunday, March 16, 2014

A Key. A Car.

A key. A car.
More than one possibility!

Study Hall

Study hall.
Fire in the trash can!
My match still warm...

Showing Off

Showing off
tires as thick as his wallet...
Yet I have a knife.

Saturday, March 15, 2014

Housing Code

Housing code.
How carefully they plan!
Yet here I am.

Wet Cement

Wet cement.
Dull gray sameness...
until now!

Filmy Curtains:

Filmy curtains:
Thin enough a woman's shape
is not obscured...

Thursday, March 13, 2014

Rearview Mirror

Rearview mirror:
How small this town
has grown!

House Fly

House fly:
Waiting there upon the butter
will not bring you Monarch wings.

The Gap in My Teeth

The gap in my teeth
only reflects
the emptiness of my wallet.

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Sous Chef

Sous chef ~
picks her nose
among picked vegetables.

School Bus

School bus
somewhat delayed
by nails...

Mud Puddle

Mud puddle.
Quite suddenly I've stepped
across the sky!

House Fly

House fly
sees no irony in
buzzing about my trailer.

Tuesday, March 11, 2014


My mark on every desk
in detention.

Cleaning My Teeth

Cleaning my teeth
this dentist does well
to hide his pain...


A flash of wings:
and yet this morning I was poor.

Sunday, March 9, 2014

Fly on My Plate

Fly on my plate ~
taking such delicate care;
with good hygiene.


She and I equally surprised
by sudden wind!

Haiku Poem

Haiku poem:
Subtlety far beyond
a fellow like me...

Blue Skies

Blue skies,
free of charge!
Today I am a rich man.

Friday, March 7, 2014


Seems bewildered by
her beehive hair.


Sounds of armpit farts
mingle with laughter.

My Plastic Jesus

My plastic Jesus:
not a golden calf...
just a reminder.

Old Ford

Old Ford.
Wisps of smoke rising
obscure a trail of cop cars...

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Cold Snap

Cold snap.
In the yard, tin cans
have a thin rim of frost.

Tuesday, March 4, 2014


Junk emerges from
the gray mist.

Open Window

Open window.
A cobweb moves in the breeze.


Time to clean house!
Or... maybe not.


Light in morning window...
Sounds of groaning.

Sunday, March 2, 2014


Dust in a sunbeam...
A cell less gray.

Coon Hound

Coon hound.
Far off, a whistle.
One ear lifts.

Old Lady...

Old lady...
Kicked her ass out!
Now lonesome.

Saturday, January 25, 2014

Next door

Next door...
My hound dog squats.
Neighbors howling!