Puddles

The rain fills

every hole in

the bricks,

making tiny

puddles, my

feet dry inside.

Rainy Night

 

The street light

flowed wet

in the shimmering,

rainy night.

Coffee House

Sitting in the coffee

house waiting for my

chai.

“It was 1968, I invited

your father to speak

in Wisconsin.” He said.

We were so young,

never thinking

those days would be

so long ago.

Good Luck Fish

Turned towards my

opponent, you bring

me luck, my yellow

fish. Multiples of five

in dominos. Aces,

face cards and wild

card spreads fill

my hand in

rummy five hundred.

Five in a row and five

more in my sequence

of luck.

 

 

Blue Moon

Being together under
the cold blue moon.
Fleecy clouds
scud across the
sky. A rosy halo,
bright stars appear
and disappear.

Snowman

The snow fell
relentlessly all afternoon
and through the night.
The next morning
they closed school  for
two days. Trucks
jack-knifed on the
freeway. Meetings
were canceled.
I built a
snowman
on the hood of
my car.

Parchisee

My wins almost magical.
I count, touching the space
between my piece and
my goal. I call it and
throw the dice. They
spin and fall my
way.