Accountability

~It is not only what we do, but also what we do not do, for which we are accountable. 

             --Moliere

I don't

often write for

days at a time. I get

so tired explaining myself to

my self.

________

NOTE: Technically, the word, "tired" is one syllable.

 

Sidewalk Performer

Summer’s

last hurrah in

the grasshopper’s journal.

A leap here and there, it’s time to

move on.

History Lesson

Rocky

shoreline; the ships

are warned to stay away.

In times of war, the lighthouses

grow dark.

Keep It To Yourself

Knuckles 

turn white holding

onto the steering wheel.

We only talk if it's about

the road.

The Year Fall Came Before Summer

Gray hat

of fog settles

into the pines. The day

narrows. I still smell the footsteps

of rain.

Shortages

Stories.

Have disappeared.

Empty shelves without books.

Words written in the dust. Have been

erased.

Day by Day

 

living

in disrepair

the time that's slipped away

more valuable than anything

I've kept