Cornfield in winter

A thin mist, sunlit
Blurs the sharp corn stalk edges.
Soft focus on death.

Political Epiphany

Even God Himself
Must struggle with False Witness
And Willful Ignorance.

Picnic

In a pecan’s shade,
A lazy groundhog reaches
For more fallen nuts.

That Skinks

A flash of movement:
Blue-tailed skink on the concrete,
Pauses — slips away.

Too soon! Too soon!

Yawning and blinking,
Students stand along the road
Waiting for the bus.

Working senryu

Back-to-back meetings:
9 a.m. to 2 p.m.
Yes, Fridays can suck.

Chilly moldy senryu

Cleaning out the fridge:
The theme song to "Weird Science"
Running through my head.

Grimy senryu

I would wash the bike —
But Mrs. Fetched would insist
I wash her car, too.

Night-night

Softness on softness:
Cherry blossoms fall to sleep
On a bed of moss.

On a sidewalk

Warm southerly breeze.
A tree caresses my hair,
As I walk beneath.

Oooookayyyy

A Chinese seamstress
Said to my Daughter Dearest:
"Your boobs are heavy."

Winter on Planet Georgia

Heavy, wet white flakes,
Turning green pine limbs to white.
Snow swirls on the road.

Bony

Tall woman jogging.
Are her breasts really smaller
Than her knobby knees???

But It's Year-Round

Her quick refusal
Summons the deep winter chill
Into our bedroom.