Through the Screen

Tears shatter

no one notices

through the screen

in a fine misting

Lunes 3-5-3

Out My Window Part 2

Drops cascade
shatter through the screen
explosion

gutters ring
rain splatters on bricks
percussion

lightening sears
tree trunks on fire
sirens sound

sky lightens
percussion winds down
just drop sounds

it's over

Lunes 5-3-5

Out My window

Gray sky and a breeze
now thunder
hopefully it rains

the grass is all brown
earth is parched
lakes are receding

little dog cowers
at my feet
afraid of thunder

Black sky and a wind
swirls leaves
rain prayers are answered

When Death Comes

She is trotting in my direction

sure footed hooves traverse earth

strong haunches propel her forward

her mission to connect with fate

her time, my time, the hour of

our intersection

Reading Email

Gray whales drift across

cantaloupe sky no sound

but kid's voices playing in

after school twilight games

not yet called home to dinner

in split time melon sky wanes

whales swallowed in squid ink

no longer visible but I know

they're feasting on star krill

until they joy full breech

Stockings

I saw them in the movies

my Mom told me seams

must always be straight

I wasn't allowed to wear

stockings until I was way

past eight, garter belt rose

I slid those stockings over

my toes, one foot then the

other, worked them up

my legs encased in hose

silky sheen no seams

milky white above

December Flock

White ibis fly west at sunset

over my head in V formation

bellies scarlet reflect

extinction