Monkey See

An Orangutan

sat pondering, his future to scan:

"Someday, I'll be Man"

Folly, thy name be Faustus

Mephistopheles

had bait for Faustus: Helen

would spread her(Oh) legs

Hirsute

Ardipithecus

had no need for garment use:

body hair was suit

Ardipithecus ramidus

Writing Poetry

Pick rough river stones

or those hidden in grass fields

and polish them smooth

Painting by Alan Magee

Cut to fit

My tailor is wise

who measures me everytime

for new suit new size

Revels in Rhyme

Alliteration

Toe steps strut on stage

Or show horse trots:

Sure sharp a signage

of grace in beholden catch

In the Tropics

The sun here bakes us brown

whose blaze may bald our crown

A Scent Remembered

From nowhere it brings you here,

the past that brooks no future.

What was it that  we lost, my dear?

What bond, what magic, what allure?

Whose words these are

I think I know -- even as

his poems come and go:

it's that voice no other has

it's that soul that seeks me so

Haiku after rain

leftover tears drip

down valley of unkissed cheeks

as skin remembers