Simple Acts of Kindness

Jet Blue boarding lines,

                defined confined spaces, stiff spines

Merge, converge to single file

                I’ll wait a while

say eyes that smile

Kindergarten Kindness

                Please, after you

                We all take off and arrive together,

                Same place, same destination

Merging, our journey a little more joyfully shared

because someone cared

With eyes that smiled

Nachos For Jennie

Nachos in the morning,

Nachos every night

Nachos in the airport

with steak taste all right

Nachos are the gut bomb

We borrowed from down South

Or did we simply make them up

Tasting yummy in our mouths?

I ate them at the Chevron

spilling over with Velveeta

later, much to my regret,  

a bathroom dash a la cheetah

I shoulda had the pita

or maybe just the chili.

Really, Jennie, trust me now,

this poem is just too silly

Sarcasm

Sheathing daggers in clown shoes

is an art above poetry,

An art practiced Sean Connery style,

shaken, not stirred then

poured elegantly into its chilled

icy glass, offered to 007’s  victim to be

sipped, suspiciously, or gulped in trust;

Either way it drugs and numbs while Sean

looks on, Scottish eyebrows lifted in appraisal;

Did my dagger find its home?

Autumn's Calling Card

A bumping cacophony of winds

Spiral

                                Thump

                                                and Secede,

Sucking and Howling, Scattering

                                  thoughts and leaves

Awaken My own howling,

resisting

             irresistible interrupting gusts

Rapping persistent then

Dropping

into

Quieting,

                Nearly no volume;

A parental inhale, gathering

                attempted calm before the storm

takes over again – rising and falling

in tirades to

inspire the slumbering

                                        numb summer soul