haikuesday

fifteen days from now,

i’m giving my sweet daughter

a plush elephant.

* * * 

slim fit jeans for men;

ambitious if not slightly

snug in some places.

* * * 

how my thoughts grow full

when they echo dance and bounce

off the walls of you.  

 

haikuesday

a bright crash of light

quick flickerings of thunder;

awkward imagery 

* * * 

river asked the shore

‘do you like my company?’

‘shore i do,’ he joked.

* * * 

i will hold you, dear,

and carry you forever,

with arms built for you.