Cold senior on bus
slowly warms between stops, 'til
door opens again.
Unfinished burger
thown into a compost bin
blue jay starves outside
Dog leashed to cold fence
watches steam accumulate
in Starbucks window
ice falls from a roof
shatter echos several times
on empty Sparks street.
Los Angeles guest
walks our canal with delight
large amount of ice
in an icy tree
a swuirrel struggles to recall
where she hid the nut
the drop tile ceiling
reflects the desk lamps of the
cubicles below
white Ottawa streets
scarves dutifully cover
reddened and cold cheeks
The frozen pizza
tastes as good as a fresh one
to the starving man.
The wind blows the cards
to assert what's important,
from table to air.
Shorts and miniskirts
reveal the legs of springtime
and make my blood churn.
Even cubicles
are nice window offices
thanks to microsoft.
Baby weeps softly
making people's brains react
sympathetically.
Baby lab monkey
embracing a fur puppet
misses its mother.
The cowardly man
doesn't change his old hair-do
he knows looks stupid.
Spam fried golden brown--
the health-conscious will not say
how yummy it is.
Blu-blockers taint earth
with a yellowish sky, but
make trees more vibrant
Hot tea is cooling
on the porch in wintertime.
Drink it soon, mother.
Video gamer--
his character far exceeds
his power off-line.
Genius in trouble--
wishes dealing with his wife
was easy as chess.
Ant hill in the lab
wants to play the lab bee hive
in a game of chance.
Tall man riding coach--
afraid to ask the stewardess
for a first-class seat.
Flying bird looks up
with reciprocated awe
at a jet liner.