Haiku

Challenge #63 Stag & Noise https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2015/09/21/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-63-stag-noise/ The noise of music at my prom makes me feel sad because I am stag. D.B. Mauldin

Rations

Rations After sleeping all day on a friend’s pullout, we buy canned food. All the bagged pastries sweating in the convenience store window face the scaffolding of the 7 she takes to the schizophrenics, the woman no one believes. Cats walk under the dust ruffle in the apartment where we wash a handful of plastic...

Fall Equinox

Now Nature is Queen—robed in ruby dawns, golden afternoons, royal purple evenings, and diamond night skies. And that Harvest Moon, O Luna—it’s Harvest Time, all right—partake, share, save a portion for seasons to come.  And then, like a swirling leaf, let go, let go. Hold on and the winds blow. Let go and you’re a...