This Week in Poetry, Math, and Remembering

World Poetry Day went by
without acknowledgement
   even to myself
but for that internal nod
           hello slacker
Instead I dreamed of budgets
       & spreadsheets
flipped through old photos
wondered what gaslighting means
             over black coffee

Mama Zen asked the Real Toads: “Think back over the past week. What have you observed that was odd, unusual, or just plain weird? Tell me about it in 60 words or less.”


Listening to Bruce Cockburn

When a song from another time
enters into consciousness
becoming painfully relevant
naming dangers for what they are
and our time spent amongst them
seeking daylight
I close my leaky eyes
give thanks for you
squeeze tightly
and pray

Sharing with the Toads on the Tuesday Platform


At the Strip Mall

There is a fireplace at Panera Bread
suggesting a ski chalet
snow whipping out picture windows
sipping whiskey-infused toddies
Maybe that’s why writers come here
with their Moleskines and laptops
parking lot out plate glass windows
sipping coffee after coffee
checking their Facebook
for photos of friends on ski vacations

Time for the Tuesday Platform in the Imaginary Garden