Amen Truck

muffled sirens wailed
and I sent a prayer
recalling a child's words
"Amen trucks"
then nolonger distant
but disturbingly close
leaping the stairs to see
idle witness behind glass
two doors down
with house in the way
so that shadows were all
floodlight creating pantomime
figures determined, confused
pacing in ordered chaos
until finally departing
apparent false alarm

Pushing Buttons

cheeks coloring at the implication
that history could revisit
a previous life could infringe
juvenile decisions staining today
and yet hysterical with the audacity
that digging deeper amused him
if only to push my buttons

Sepia No More

I have nothing to say
or maybe everything
but none of it relevant
just old news
old feelings
recycling in my head
blocking out the present
with technicolor past
restored by her return
repainted until I miss the fade

Please Exit the Building

don't presume you know my thoughts
vacationing in my intentions
like you were invited or just allowed
my memories not a playground
a theme park for amusement
must I lock the vault of musings
or can you simply close the door?

You Shall Reap

joy draws joy
as sorrow invites sorrow
and so I draw out the laughter
keep it simmering in the throat
even when unheard
sowing seeds of future happiness