Fred visits Bill every month at the facility he’s been in for year… Age and booze brought Bill there. He’s still strapped to his bed so he can’t go wandering again
In a yard abandoned this winter when the owner moved grass is growing this spring
So this Mick on the next stool, who’s as serious as Yeats but looks like Wilde, stares at me, with eyes crossed,
Maury’s wife frets about growing old withering up and sagging so it’s up to Maury
Holiday Parties Millie comes home bawling from another holiday party and Willie asks what’s the problem. Millie says her friends are cheese…
She’s been making quilts for half a century and he’s been making poems that long as well and every now and then he brings a chocolate shake to her place
Strapped to his bed in the nursing home, he tells every nurse who comes in and tightens his straps
Otis was once a monk who took no vows, was free to leave the abbey and eventually he did. I met him over chicken wings
Cookies for George, 40 years back from Viet Nam, are the only payment the man will accept to mow your lawn,
Through the window I see the sun fire up for the last time today. There are jays in the trees near the meadow,
Long article in the paper this morning stops Tim from gobbling his bacon and eggs. Bears are starving in the woods. Too many cubs, too little food.
Everyone who has money should drop it in a vat and anyone who needs money should take what they need a Swede, a Dane and two
Phil doesn’t go to church but after midnight he enjoys watching preachers on TV swing their bibles in the air, march across the stage, yell
Little Nora and Grandpa Bill sit on swings in Grandma’s garden. A hummingbird arrives to sample the brilliant flowers at this buff… Grandpa Bill sees a teaching mome…
Drive around almost any city and you will find the homeless napping on a bench. Folks who drive to church on Sund… often view the homeless as litter
