gliding in with promises made for others
April taunts me on the outside of the window
safe from the thing that I and the ones like me
might do to her
Together Again
It’s funny, but sometimes when I post or share something humorous or sad on Facebook, the same two people react to it. They always react the same way. It’s memorable to me because they were married for a decade and then had an acrimonious divorce. I was so sad to see them part. They’d been one of my favorite couples.
Now they won’t speak to one another, and I can’t enjoy the company of the two of them together. Except there they are, on Facebook, together again, laughing, shocked, angry, and crying through emoticons.
Beginning Another
We stayed away from a new puzzle for a longer period than I expected. But we finally began number puzzle number eight. Nothing to do with the coronavirus and being sequestered. We began this series at the beginning of the year. They’re just fun.
Ginger
Inspired by my ginger warrior napping on our bed. This isn’t a photo of him; I tried to get one, but he immediately bounded up, yawning and stretching, inquiring of me, “What’re you doin? What’s goin’ on? Wanna pet me? Huh? Huh?”
Essential
no going out
no coming in
stripped down to himself
he became essential
for he was all he had
Going Somewhere
I clean up
like I’m going somewhere
and dress up
like I’m going somewhere
and then sit down
like I’m going somewhere
and surf the net
like I’m going somewhere
Looking Out
Looking out the window
at the cars parked like graves
wondering who else is looking out
unseen behind distant glass
as we all look out for one another
looking out for the virus
looking out for a change.
Michael Seidel, writer 