Spin Cycle

My clothes going 

around in circles — 

my thoughts laid bare

Double Exposure

My window at dusk — 
soon I will take over 
the world 

Gravity

Hourglass — 
if only all I had to do 
was turn you over 

Repercussions

Door knocker — 
always expecting 
Marley

Movie Magic

Trading Places — 
the Twin Towers back
where they were

Pan

The sun declines by slow degrees and sets. 
Out in the yard, a little boy forgets
He’s not alone, and slices through a net 
Of shadows with a stick in silhouette. 

Page for an Abecedarium

S is for this swan, 
Swimming at the break of dawn 
In a flowing font.