my body’s lifelong dance with gravity
has turned to wrestling match
poems
P & L
with each passing year
spirit becomes more asset
body, liability
Weightless
if all a bird knows is flying
but one day on the edge of a rooftop
realizes he’s afraid of heights
do his wings feel heavier
does his brain swirl around
with the vertigo of fear? —
and if all I’ve ever known
is fear,
when I find inner peace
will my soul grow wings?
Bean burrito
Fry once the beans then fry again
Mix in a pinch of red cayenne
Top with queso that has been shred
Wrap all inside the steamrolled bread
99¢
Ninety-Nine is a famous number
for at the market the seller knows
he is so very much more popular
than his bigger brother The Dollar!
—Terri Guillemets
Reformulated
Perhaps age is just youth
— old and improved!
Shadow-sweet
If beer tastes too much of cheer,
well then it borders on porter.
Flat-screen
iOS seven
you killed skeuomorphism
texture has flatlined
Jumpers
Shark 1: “What just flew over my head?”
Shark 2: “ iOS eighteen.”
Shark 3: “I’m still reeling from
Sun-kissed
what more pleasant sensation
than sunshine on skin —
spirit and flesh drinking in
nature’s pure golden light
Incorporated
sunshine has no budget
the sea no red tape
trees do not license
themselves to the countryside
bees don’t invoice the flowers
there is no committee of oceans
and i’ve never seen a bird
take out nest owner’s insurance
Tide
Life is questions
and answers,
ebbing and flowing
in endless waves
Un-blonde
Old Father Time fox-trots
across my golden locks!