SHONE the waning light on
WRIST, mosquito bitten, stirring
CHILI over hard earned fire,
CANOE drying next to the tent.
ludic verbosity for the win
SHONE the waning light on
WRIST, mosquito bitten, stirring
CHILI over hard earned fire,
CANOE drying next to the tent.
WINCH pulls the remains of a night of
HAVOC out of the retaining pond, after we
AMUSE ourselves by doing donuts in the snowy Home
DEPOT parking lot to welcome the weekend.
GROUT subject to furious scrubbing in a
SPURT of bathroom cleaning with Magic Eraser,
TOWEL, and loud cursing. Not even
AGATE sculptures in art museum given such attention.
SUGAR, salt, flour, baking powder:
KNEED it along with a secret ingredient the
ELDER baker insists isn’t real, but doubts
AROSE when no one else could replicate it.
WOUND slow to heal after he
SWORE at her for spending too much.
ASSET, penny pinching may be in many circumstances, but
MANGO for an anniversary cocktail a worthy indulgence.
WOKEN from a too short sleep, I heroically
SCALE a cliff (a.k.a menial tasks I didn’t want to do)
BLUFF my way through a meeting I wasn’t prepared for,
FLING my unread emails to the wind and go back to bed.
ANNEX these next few hours to circle a
TRACK in the park, browse a used bookstore,
CHAFE at the guy talking too loudly on his phone,
MOVIE to end the night.
STIFF, trembling fingers grasp a
PHOTO long forgotten, one
DATUM of remembrance, kids
FRISKing about in the fullness of youth.
SHARE of weekend’s entertainment goes to
VAPID “reality tv” when it really
OUGHT to go for star gazing,
HERON watching, rock skipping.
BUSHY, furled eyebrows give impression of
WORRY and heavy burdens, standing there on the
PATIO looking pensively out over the scenery, but no:
SHAVEd ice spilt on the ground, and he’s miffed about it.