the diagnosis
longer than
the treatment options

doctor’s dead eyes
          diagnosis
          no cure

open casket
no signs
of life

driving home
his wedding band
in a plastic bag

top quarter champion

TOP half Chamption

bottom quarter champion

broken chair 
no longer needed 
at the table for two

calling him
before i remember 
he’s six feet under

family photo
half of us
are ghosts

the day after . . .
we lock fearful eyes
I understand

TOP half champion

CHAMPION

BOTTOM half champion

evening mist 
the moon 
hears our secrets 

full moon
gives a spotlight
to dark water

unplugged Christmas tree
the holiday spirit 
darkened

downpour
the punishment
for a frown

top quarter champion

BOTTOM half champion

bottom quarter champion

my fish
not supposed to
float belly up

shining windows
underneath lies
a junco

a bird
snaps a worm in two
I ponder my own end

the candle reaches 
its end
flickering out

midnight 
voices calling me
to go outside

wind advisory 
umbrellas flip inside out  
while leaves talk

carpool karaoke
each passenger
in a different key

perfect pink sunset
hear your favorite song
from a passing car

top quarter champion

TOP half Chamption

bottom quarter champion

crickets sip tea
answering
blinking stars

floating on the lake
Moon
stares back

fighting gravity
the sparrow
wings

leaves 
falling 
they kiss the ground

TOP half champion

CHAMPION
 

BOTTOM half champion

salt in the sky
my feet dance on
stars in the mud

“no pets allowed”
the stray
cares not

helicopter blades
scissors
cutting paper

growing pile on the floor
all the outfits
that could’ve been

top quarter champion

BOTTOM half champion

bottom quarter champion

writer's block
well
bottoms up!

out of my mind
been so long, I fear
I lost the key

today he finally talked back
the face
in the mirror

chipped nail polish
reflection of
my sanity