Tiny
In a world full of
little people I admit
I am miniscule.
Chiburui
No more than a breath
the extension of my hand
leaves hearts asunder
“shaking off the blood” in the Japanese martial art of iaidō
Brushes
Brushes painted life
until I watched you walk
I did not know art
Magic Hour
Men turn into things
and courageously perform
fair and foul or hide
Molasses
Eyes pools of honey
molasses on warm fingers
unwrapping her wings
Jelly Jar
Love is a firefly
living in a jelly jar
lighting a live wire
Wounds
Time has yet to heal
the deep mahogany wounds
of America
Collaborator
Fragrance tells the truth
petals collaborating
coal into freedom
Tomatoes
Garden tomatoes
sprinkled with abused coffee
are less sweet than you
Espresso
A silver spoon stirs
espresso memories of
our yesteryear love
