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 spaces

between my piece and

my goal. I call it and

throw the dice. They

spin and fall my

way.