Tag Archives: Laughter
In Incense
Patchouli to February skin
Perfumed hands joined
Permeating laughter
Gifts not belated
God’s timing prevails
Gratitude alight, forever afire
Dash of Laughter
A sweet little joint
Sometimes rockin’
Right now, not
A bit too quiet for me
But it’s the eve of Sunday eve
The neighbors and I are done in the yards
Rolling up the sidewalks
Thinking about what to cook for Sunday supper
Here tonight, it’ll be your favorite
Anything I’d prepare, you said
So shall it be
Lots of color, but only a dash of laughter
We’ve run low since you’ve gone
This sweet little joint of a home
Why did you burn it down?
Double Monocle
You were as a fiery thing
Burning
Moving
Closer
I had to double-check
Closer
I said with laughter that only I was meant to hear
Yet you came nearer
Don’t question me then, when I ask
How is it you hear?
How is it I see?
Not Humored
A gorilla behind the wheel
Surely you see the humor
And he’s brilliant, after all
If you’re outside looking in….
…but inside….
Gripping at anything stationary
Having stopped laughing miles and miles ago
You rethink genius, throw a banana in the backseat
And resume your route to the zoo
Goodbye Convention
Disallowed to feel; love or lust or hope or trust, this is how I feel.
Discouraged to want; kindness, presence, endless laughter, this is what I want.
Disinclined to think; hope is dead, no heart, all head, that’s no way to think. 
Free Hugs: A Haiku
I have these four arms
They’re currently valued at
One million dollars
My Carolina Days
Joy was my best friend, ever
A passionate Southern accent
Kind, though
Clear blue eyes and a reliable car
“Clutch,”
It’s a compliment
The only one who came through
Who showed up
I hope her boyfriend made things right
There was nothing he was doing
More important than Joy
Joy told me the best joke
An immature, juvenile joke
The kind you still giggle about at 50
Maybe less a joke than advice
“Shave your butt and walk backwards”
It’s a compliment
That you made someone laugh
Especially at them-self
There’s not enough of us doing that
These days
I want to laugh with Joy again
Uproarious: A Haiku
By each speck of Dust
I'm reminded, decided
Convicted, chided
Next June
I decree
I'll laugh
Wide-eyed and incredulous
That giggles shall cascade down my back
Then curl 'round my elbows
I imagine
I'm gleeful
Careless, as my high school girl self
That the boy I kissed goodbye
Then I'll see again
