Raindrop
when I saw you last
you were so small
like a raindrop
with an IV
yet over the years
you have grown
into an ocean
in the teacup
of my memory
when it’s my turn
to be a raindrop
will you welcome
me
into your ocean?
Remote Things
I was submerged in thought
when a strange whistle
pierced the air
insistent yet remote
the teapot?
must I run and handle it?
did I put it on?
then I realized
it was an ambulance
a block or two away
I was relieved
no need to run
no need to handle
then I realized
someone
may be dying
Five Haiku
being in love is a lot of work
but who wants to remain
unemployed
you go away
one thought at a time
one word at a time
cigarette smoke
mixing with the fog
a small contribution
my son’s tenth birthday
his first in two digits
my first a thousand miles away
bird on a wire
why is time so transparent
whistling by?
Rusty Truck 