sisyphus

wind chill in your face
light snow all day collecting
after shoveling.

tenebrae

nine then five psalms
fourteen candles extinguished 
last candle hidden

the haikus

technical conference
techno babble maxima
preaching to the choir

convention center
cavernous, dated decor
sparse, quiet groupings

the mind wanders off
from the second basement trap

to outside, summer

held my ear

a rested moment
sunday night adagio
for strings held my ear

faith

trusting in belief
he threw open the windows
john the twenty third

weeping willow

weeping willow hair
she waits, checking her iPhone
making today's lists

aunt

aunt virgin mary
all cousins' second mother
stands over my crib.