Where will the lovely lady go on her diurnal walk? One child in 30 years she bore, now they do not talk. Supple, firm, her lithe legs are,

Bug no bigger than a comma scales the wall next to my recliner. He’s climbing

The others, of course, are more ra… but less apt to show it. Whenever I strike, I never romp o… I stand with the wrist that I’ve… from the lady locked in my teeth

If he were perfect he wouldn’t be Dan the Handyman, laying tile in crooked rows,

Took the wife to a pancake house the other day. National franchise good food

In our tent we hear whippoorwills happy to see dawn dismiss the night Donal Mahoney

Heaven’s Sake or maybe Hell No. Even if we weigh a ton our body’s not a problem

In a storefront laundry on North Clark Street brown draperies release this quiet man who has my shirts.

An hour a day, sometimes more, I chipped away with mallet and chisel on a block of marble

They never held hands when they were a couple young and newly married as much in love as they were planning a wonderful life.

A mountain man is Fillmore but there are no mountains where Fillmore lives deep in a hollow. He’s never had a job

You’re an old man in a nice suit and tie out with your wife at a fancy function with nice people

I have to hope America can trust and welcome them especially parents hiding children

His cardiologist says Fred’s doing well for a man of 80. It won’t be his heart that kills him.

You start by throwing things out packing things that will fit in a smaller place, selling stuff that won’t, ignoring the birds because the seed’s run out