Et in Arcadia

Entryway 
“Here you leave 
today…”

Beneath the train tracks 
the damp floor of the tunnel 
littered with popcorn 

Pirates 
the skull in the captain’s headboard 
yellowing 

Haunted Mansion 
the pale face of Leota Toombs 
in the séance room 

Tomorrowland 
old fashioned 
rocket ships 

Peter Pan 
the crocodile 
ticking

Main Street at dusk 
all of the crows 
crows 

Artemis

After the rocket 
the moon cautiously 
peeking out

Three Baroque Allegories

Wishing it were me 
Poetry was looking at 
like that

Musical Fame 
fingering 
her violin 

Meditation’s dress
fraying where she rests 
her elbow

Vacancy

Estate sale 
the birdcage door 
ajar

Five Haiku

Desert highway 
not stopping for a cactus 
with its arm out

Spring breeze 
the wildflowers 
agreeing with it 

Public library 
even the thunder 
quieter here 

Occult bookshop
the crystals casting 
rainbows

Slate gray sky
hard 
to write on

Four Haiku

Behind the old 
telephone poles — the trees 
whispering

Dusk 
birds becoming 
crickets 

After painting
a galaxy unto 
myself 

The library at night 
all of the authors 
anonymous 

Air and Space

Old bomber 
everyone looking 
up 

Blackbird 
absorbing 
its surroundings 

Unbroken 
Mustang — the saddle 
empty

Dragonfly 
landing
on a boy’s hand