The Racers

as mothers hollered

and moths collided

the sweaty, mashed-hair kids

raced once more

through the streetlights’ fresh dots

then said their goodbyes

and pedaled slowly home

not yet understanding

how quickly summers go

rain on the window in my room

the sounds of horns and sirens

drowned out by rain beating on the window in my room

as gray light shoves through the darkness

i watch determined drops race down each pane

such ambition has always eluded me

Dormant Fields

my young daughter laughs

as we race through dormant fields

spring is drawing near

Beige Vinyl Siding

beige vinyl siding

slowly fading in the sun

american dream

A Smooth Ride

the road to nowhere

is repaved very often

we love a smooth ride

Suburbia

outside my dark window

a nearby dog howls

at a distant moaning siren

while i meander

through a familiar dream

Untitled (A Fluid Sun)

new light

warms the frosted

window pane

a fluid sun

drips onto

the slowly rotting sill

Indoor Recess

playground blacktop

painted white by fresh snow

daydreaming schoolchildren

and fogged up windows

Peekaboo

Winter peekaboos

through the crack under my door

Spring sits back and laughs

Rawboned Branches

long rawboned branches

stretch far through a freezing fog

to scratch the sky’s back