
Before I met you
I thought I was so darned cool.
Clueless, more like it.

Before I met you
I thought I was so darned cool.
Clueless, more like it.

My dear old classmates,
so very innocent, and,
so very human.

If not for football
Or the women I have loved
I’d hardly know pain.

Pop fixed everything.
Pity that talent wasn’t
hereditary.

Faith of our forebears.
No organ. No liturgy.
Just Jesus. That’s all.

No way we could know
at this playful reunion,
it would be our last.

Haiku about poetry and life
We’re playing a game,
calling out “Marco!” “Marco!”
just to hear “Polo!”

~ Hometown Haiku ~
Well over sixty,
Dad built a barn by himself.
Now it, too, molders.

Hometown Haiku
All ready to sell,
the childhood house stands empty,
but for memories.

Hometown Haiku
One day, you get word,
The very first girl you kissed
Long ago … has died.