Framed

for dVerse

self portrait

framed

two eyes but

missing glasses

for eyes aren’t better

framed

two hands

one smile

me

me

one person

thousand tales

folded back and forth

like creases in a walnut

memories, experiences

missing or not

as you look

some things remain

unframed

Deluge

for dVerse

Dripping from the moist sky

Damp spots on the concrete

Drizzles slowly and then

Down in sopping buckets

Drenching and crashing from

Darkened waterlogged clouds

Dropping like ocean waves

Dishwasher

for dVerse

 

Hot water, soapsuds

Cups and plates and bowls

Wrinkled hands and scrubber

But I rebel

At forks and knives and spoons

It’s modern times

Let the dishwasher take them all

But send me half across the globe

Without my dishwasher

Hands do well enough

Even on forks and knives and spoons