Travelling South

Leaving tomorrow
Suitcase still empty, unloved
Here comes the sun. Wow.

Time to Just Do It!

My work lies in wait.
Much to do but yes, there's time.
If only I'd start!

Home from Spain

Eyes darting, I search.
Airport gate thick with people
There he is! My son.

March 21

Random, small snowflakes
Grey sky, birds singing, cold air
March twenty-first: spring.

Constance McMillan

I may not be gay.
But human rights: all for them!
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Spring!

Warm, sunny, happy:
Spring! The wonder and the joy.
Will there be more snow?

Homeless in the Subway

Subway seat her bed.
Possessions clutched at her side.
How long will she sleep?

Learning

Once again, alive.
Why such all consuming fear?
Lightness of being.

Tomorrow

Tomorrow's coming
See them in their underwear
Breathe deeply, fear not.

M. Died

M., suddenly gone
Harmonicas now silent
His sisters, bereft.

Black Boots

Black suede slouchy boots
Striding along like a girl
Retail therapy.

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