to languish
without a care
like a spot–bellied hound  
under a potted tangerine tree
solitary fruit
still ripening
        dangles
in the mellowed October sun.

Fragrant melon thunks
as mallet
rips
through rind
exposing sweet smashed flesh



Ceiling high dishes
teeter perilously
while soap suds froth
on the tv screen


Dust no better
stirred up
than lying down


Copper helmet
atop bookshelf
stands guard
keeps books
in order


Fragrant
brewing java
fills senses with
boundless joy


Bacteria breeds
in crevices
separation of socks and briefs
essential

Showy pink wildflowers
invade
Easter kitsch crammed yards,
not one ditch is spared
from their gossamer petals

Half-moon pops out of cadet blue sky's pocket
no stars yet tonight

Neighbor's worn white chimney
looms above
six foot cedar fence
laden with returning fuchsia Bougainvilleas

Overgrown Bird of Paradise stretches
wind slashed leaves
in desperate hopes of letting
light into its heart

Mosaic stepping stones
mark a vivid trail
to so many plants
whose names I do not know
that continue to bloom and grow

Caribbean blue metal lizard scampers
across garage wall
as nearby pensive garden goddess
gently cradles dead blossoms
in cupped palms

A lone Blue Jay glides over
the pollen dressed
pool surface
toward willowy flowers
in terracotta pots
that are busy sending
fragrant messages
to my patch of suburban serenity.

jab at the moon
frame the shot
under
a perfectly manicured
golf course.

for crispy  ridged
sandwiches
that use to be
a special treat
after a brisk winter
walk on the beach
or a rainy spring day
visit from Dad
maybe nobody
wanted  to lift a ***
after a long week
a crumpled scrap of paper
just beginning to fade
bookmarks those
long eaten delicacies.