ill

waking to a fire
burning deep within my throat
die, rotten virus

aging

sixtieth birthday
head-shaving celebration
quintessential dad

planting

hot pink canvas gloves
sowing seeds in egg cartons
little gardeners

bottom

very tired day
so many people need me
can i be enough?

bootstraps

stormy week ahead
equip my iron boots and
charge into the gale

catch-up

half-written haiku
ricochet inside my brain
trying to escape

museum of natural history

enormous fossil
towering over children
provides perspective

botanical garden

contrasting grey sky
hundreds of bright butterflies
rainforest magic

awakening

slowly melting snow
subtle shifts in the sunlight
glimmers of springtime

empathy

fevery baby
whimper, mutter, moan and thrash
breaking mama’s heart