Let’s Just Stay Here

we have found our box
not perfect nor expensive 
yet perfectly lit

A Turn of Luck

our black cat smiles
for her Halloween spirit 
to seep through the leaves

so like her black cat
always calling for her needs
hoping we’ll listen

i want the cute cat
and not the cracked-up pavement 
through the broken woods

broken copier,
mushroom chicharrón tacos,
and this sad puppy

it's only Wednesday
of my first week back at school
and exhaustion wins

like this worn-out dog
i have nearly given up…
yet, i’m a Taurus.

and so i garden
though it, too, is a failure
stolen by flowers

this year’s loss, in pics:
weeds and grass and tearing out 
for one little heart

before the long drive,
enjoy the perfect park. shop.
soak up cousin time.

eat your sister’s meal
till the next time you see her.
too long (just too long).

your daughters will drive.
together, we can make it.
we will rule the night.

it’s all we can rule
with the oldest off to school
we can rule the night.

cycling through hills
of perfectly green horse farms 
before paddling

bucket lists are short
but should include Kentucky 
for its soft beauty

you can’t understand 
the traffic-less upstate life
till you’re on the road

the road with vineyards
and wineries everywhere 
the empty lake roads

you can’t understand 
waterfalls till you’ve seen these
cutting out gorges

if you knew, you’d know
just how perfect this place is
(it’s carved in sandstone)

but you’re not here, right?
so let me spill this clear view:
it’s a waterfall

it’s a waterfall 
that feeds this glacial magic
(also named heaven)

carrying kayaks
down for a pup-and-paddle
oh the lake, the lake