Sandlot IV.A

The right field line fades
Away fair and foul not limned
Clearly any longer.



August 13, 2008

Sandlot III

Home plate hiding 'neath
The sand, sand that slither-slides
Wraith-like in the wind.



August 12, 2008

Sandlot II

An empty batter's
Box, not cut by cleats since Ruth
Weeds now crowd the plate.



August 11, 2008

Sandlot I

An empty baseball
Field, white lines zip through the weeds
Guiding no runner.



August 7, 2008

Learned Grace

Some men stub their toes
On the same rock in the path
Daily others but once.


07/31/2008

Cat

Cat in the dark sat
Expectant, wary, ready to pounce
With every single ounce.


07/28/2008

Butterfly

A white butterfly
Slyly slips past the window
Like a young girl's sigh.



08/06/2008

Lure

Skipping over the wake
A yellow spinner slices swirls
And swims through the lake.



08/05/2008

July Moon

A July full moon
Sitting high in the morning sky
Disappearing by noon.

July 23, 2008

Dawn

In an empty Cafe
The morning sun splits a table
Between night and day.

07/23/2008

Altar Boy VI

Serve Communion
To those who are not worthy
The unwhole billion.

July 14, 2008

Altar Boy V

Only to rise and
Follow father confessor
And stand at his right hand.

July 14, 2008

Altar Boy IV

He rings the bells three
Times like Peter denying Christ
He thinks himself free.

July 14, 2008

Altar Boy III

With his sullen face
Empty eyes, lip-syncing Latin
He is far from grace.

July 14, 2008

Altar Boy II

Looking Innocent
But sneaking altar wine and
Being insolent.

July 14, 2008

Altar Boy I

An altar boy kneels
The cassock's hem dirty and
Gum stuck to the heels.

July 14, 2008