Sun Valley ’77

rocket pops blue tongues

raspberry lemon salute

sweetness in my soul

bitter beer hot dog

smoke woodsy lingers in my

pony tail swooshing

the hogs growl as the

jean and leather veterans’

eyes well up with Taps

the leathery feel

of my uncle’s tired hands

while i trace his scars

a little young girl

did see the poignant pain in

his tribulations

for ever brothers

gone away heroes to the

Elysium Fields

legacy

fresh green jewel eyes

tiptoeing through the garden

watch your children grow
babes cling to your breast 

nourishing their tender souls

stretch out their tendrils
the dawn crawls to you

threatening beast that cuts you down

your seed have scattered 

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boonie rat haiku

an opened can of

corn and ash filled cups behind

your bible bookcase


i didn’t notice

dusk approaching silently

baby blue surfboard


against your bedroom

doors my hand reaches to them

Darwin winks at me


encircling my legs

your absence claws both our hearts

he feeds on salmon


the path of cigar

ashes etched like hieroglyphs

leads to your studio


Old Glory salutes

me she hangs on solemnly

a noble widow


kneeling in front of

the jar holding your medals

Darwin smiles at me