Alone on Tazin Lake
The Cessna’s wings clipped the tops off several jack pine as it thundered through the brush on its way down.
Melancholy
In the Eye of the Sandstorm
A gust of wind stirred up the dust of the deserted street.
Jake
Jake hobbled in to the kitchen and half-sat on his haunches.
The Toy
a haiku poem
Caught
I waited impatiently for my computer to shut down.
Scrambled
“I hate to bother you, but I have something important to ask,” said the new waitress, setting down my plate of scrambled eggs.
Late at Night
I opened my eyes and could not see.
Cowboy Games
The Cedarwood Home for the Elderly stood at the end of a dead-end street in a rotting borough of a dying town.
Cactus
Prickly pointy spikes
Ballroom Dreams
I entered the ballroom and searched for her in a sea of gowns and tuxedo.
Panic
“Hold the elevator, please,” said Trudy.
Burnout
Eric thought his day would never end.