Earth Day
I look out
the window at
strange gardens,
Temporarily mis-
placed by choice.
Fueled by unfamiliar
coffee and sheer
discipline, I
attempt to write.
Cath is meeting a
friend for a fashionable
lunch In Newport Beach,
Back up North, a friend
is hosting an “Earth Day”
celebration in Ocean Park,
and I have just returned from
escorting my Raven-Agrippina
to and from a private dog park
on these premises.
Should I be here?
Should I be there?...
Anywhere?
Doesn’t really matter
I suppose.
As long as I write it down.
I am often encouraged to
“not isolate”, “be a part of”.
Encouraged maybe, though
never really accepted.
No matter…no matter.
There is no better place and
feeling, than to spend the day,
especially this one, in a dog-
park, with a loved one!
Happy Earth Day!
Right Side
Wasted days of
banging a gong.
Thankfully on the
right side of wrong.
Downtown tomorrow,
the library waits.
Bring back the loaners,
a little past late.
Conversation wasted,
no one hears.
Shaking their heads,
drinking his beer.
Check for fifty,
taxes taken out.
Just enough left
to roam about.
Love an inconvenience,
better things to do.
Put it to paper,
some of it’s true.
Looking out on life,
from above the store.
Drink, paper & pen…
wishes little more.
Time Out
days passing slowly
into night.
helpless feeling of
dreaded repetition.
the dark fog will
not dissipate.
the clock has frozen.
there is rain on
the sundial.
look past…
look forward…
look out!
there is no now!
where does the sand
go when the hourglass
is full?
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