ROAD SIGN-NEW HAMPSHIRE

The roads are 'wicked slippery'
on these last days of the year.
I traverse them in no flippery
lest I wind-up on my ear.

Yet, these conditions I endure
as a New Englander caste.
It is the home I endear
and this 'wicked slippery' shall pass.

Puma/MMX

HAIKU (12/28/10)

My Cacti sunning/
oblivious and peaceful/
silent Universe.

HAIKU (12/27/10)

Serene snow falling/
cacophonous snow blowing/
man, nature at odds.

Puma/MMX

HAIKU (12/26/10)

I view the blizzard/
snow swirling around the tree/
words swirl in my mind.

Puma/MMX

POST DADT

(sung to the tune of, ’Carol of the Bells’)

Signed the repeal/
no need to kneel/
we’re equal now/
we’ll dine at chow.

G I that’s out/
gays had the clout/
to get this done/
give me that gun.

Full of good cheer/
don’t call me queer/
I’ll don the green/
and make the scene.

Merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas
Merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas.

Puma/MMX

CHRISTMAS;at Home

A cold white light greets our day.
It is Christmas morning.

My lover and I awaken, and
‘don our gay apparel’
(actually P J’s).

We sit under the Christmas tree,
exchanging small gifts.

We see, hear and feel joy.
The joy of our intimacy,
enhanced by this special day.

We wish you the same.

“MERRY CHRISTMAS”

Puma/MMX

SHADOW (Haiku)

Cumulonimbus/
floating eastward in the wind/
stealing my shadow.

Puma/MMX