“Territory”
Invisible lines
demarcating two driveways.
Do we need signs, too?
Steve D
Invisible lines
demarcating two driveways.
Do we need signs, too?
Steve D
Scratches in graphite,
mark each grammatical sin.
My sins have no end.
Steve D
First breath with a wail;
a gentle sigh with mom’s touch;
cooing greets the world.
Steve D
Thirty years on,
and I forget my age more
than fret over it.
Steve D
How can a few words
or seventeen syllables
capture a man’s life?
Steve D
You were a shadow,
lingering despite time, but
your true self shone through.
Steve D

Skeletal ranges
rise over a desert gem
filled with hidden life.
Steve D
“Rockies”Fresh pine and smoked wood;
breathe deeply the mountain air
over scenic views.
Steve D
Some places don’t change.
Its people reunited,
reliving shared pasts.
Steve D
A weekly habit
can still be ruined by a
scheduling conflict.
Somehow I managed to schedule my weekly haiku for yesterday, rather than today. So here’s a freebie.
Steve D