Arm in a sling

Waiting for pain to pass,

Reading haiku.

Spring now?

Sun soon has risen,

Newspaper lies on the porch,

I retrieve barefoot.

Tiny Desk Concerts

Music – memories,

Good or bad times – all the same,

Close my eyes – see you.

Winter Nights

A chill wind blows here,

We huddle inside waiting,

Will there be more snow?