Dear Old Friend

I keep you nameless
not because I don’t know your name
but because it got to be
a game we played

Sharp Edges

She was a girl
who knew what she wanted
Had a knack for getting it, too
She was a girl you’d take fishing

An Empty Vase

An empty vase
can be cobalt blue
barely reflecting light
coming in the window,

Coco Chanel

I think I’ll write a love poem
to Coco Chanel
She’s with me in this pandemic
I can taste her on my lips

Narcissism

Narcissism comes
at the wrong time in life,
comes when your young body
is easy to love,

I heard love was running out

So, I thought,
I’ll be out of love?
or nearly?
I have none in the bank?

Oriental Poppies

All of my red-headed girls
Dropped their tresses last night
On the lawn and stand bald-headed
Looking back at me.  I smile

Time Traveler

He came from a different time, earlier than ours. He came from last year. 
He walked through a door, found himself in a CVS parking lot and knew somehow he had to pick up a prescription. He turned toward the store and saw there were people waiting in line outside. They were all wearing masks but he wasn’t aware of any pollution in the air.

Unwriting My Story

Let me spin my story anew

We didn’t live in Guernsey Hollow, so why would I care

if I might have had to snap potato bugs in a small garden

that we could have had across the road

Sheltering in Place

My outdoor garden

is sheltering in place

aware the temps are holding,

holding back

A Woman Assumes a Man

A woman assumes a man

She puts him on like a coat

Against the elements