Back in Boston

Back in Boston, my Guru spoke, saying,

forget about karma for a moment.

Build a shelter to keep vermin out,

nail mesh over windows,

so mosquitoes won't get in.

Don't leave crusts lying around

to invite roaches,

keep out bees with their sting,

snakes with their venom,

build a shelter within.

Like John Hancock, he signed large and bold, 

no need for King George to squint.

Good to be back in Boston, to be reminded 

once more in no uncertain terms.

Upon the Occasion of our 13th Anniversary

How can you miss

With 13 years of bliss?

I'd climb the Alps Swiss

To give you a kiss.

Thanks for

Love, protection,

Virility, kindness,

Wisdom, understanding

And down right every day magic.

Intrepid

Dusky eve in September, 

intent on his journey home, 

my squirrel traverses the top limbs -

dare-devil, flying from branch to branch.

Leaves atremble, my squirrel 

never falls, never contemplates 

splattering to the ground.