Ferry Landing —
two gulls fight
over a cigarette butt

Friday night —
a limo pulls up
to the Hard Rock Cafe

Wellesley rush hour —
two BMWs
lock horns

overcast —
a beggar looks away
when I walk by

snowmelt —
the neighbors’ trash
in our yard

moonless night —
I can’t remember
the color
of her eyes

Wellesley Square —
a jogging couple’s
matching wool mittens

equinox —
a lawyer faxes me
a copy of the Will

new moon —
my son describes
his dream tattoo

fresh snow —
the dog’s nose disappears
into a footprint

dirty snow —
my father-in-law’s estate
in a spreadsheet

storm clouds —
a red-tailed hawk
with a broken wing

for KZL

broken clouds —
a mockingbird cries
“uh-oh!”

Naples, FL

Florida gridlock —
turkey vultures
circle overhead

somewhere north of Tampa on I-75

partly cloudy —
my father-in-law
forgets his punchline

Zephyrhills, FL

cold snap —
my mother forgets the date
of my next visit

waiting for the train
a software engineer
plays air guitar

total eclipse —
the dog
has all the blankets

March —
a broken umbrella
crosses the street