BLUE

My solitude is
like drifting in the doldrums
waiting for a breeze.

IMP

My friend Evelyn's Imp, a miniature doberman pinscher/chihuahua named I think for Tyrion Lannister (GOT), is a cute bundle. Herewith a couple of pictures of him and me while having lunch at a local restaurant.

LIFE

Life keeps reminding
me that fate isn't about "why"
it's just about "is."

GLOOM

Olden wordsmiths surely got it right,
one syllable to express the pain,
foggy heaviness clenching lungs,
razor-sharp edge gutting cleanly,
spear point piercing leaden heart,
weary shoulders, arms drooping
and all because of sudden rejection.

THEY GROW UP TOO FAST

I miss holding hands with my eldest son,
walks in the park and other kid fun,
long movie nights or his good foot rub,
fantasy world constructed in the tub.
Reading time, instead of Halo fights,
he even gave up on his ballet nights,
Star Wars now overshadowed by Yu-Gi-Oh,
to local playground he no longer will go.
He’ll wear his hoodie in 100 degrees,
and struggle to earn grades over C’s;
but passes tests with highest of marks,
as if to mock the educational arts.
Still my love’s as strong as very first day
that big-headed bundle was sent my way.