Gingerbread Lady

Just plain
no sugar nor
cinnamon spice.  She walks
in scandals; sometimes she walks in soft
night shoes.

 

No Lights

Depressed
No lights inside
An external catnap
Blood dripping from my eyelids
Alone

 

Days Pass

Days pass,
Cold is winter,
At night birds hide in trees.
Doves at bird feeder don't count days.
No cares.

 

Snowflake

In spring
Last snowflake falls
Temperature is rising
If it knew how long it lasts,
why bother?

 

Nothing to Do

Summer
As the world burns,
Nothing else to do, but
Step into liquid cool waves
And swim.