Cracks in the Concrete
paper piles on the desk
works of art
have enough knick knacks
to open a museum
a book carpet-strewn here
old cup there on the kitchen tile
even the glasses in the strainer
appear to be sculpture
just go out to the lawn
grab a few chunks
create Pandora in the living room
then maybe win
a medal
for best use of wrinkled magazines
and cardboard record covers
Sol Street
The May gray was broken by the sun
White clouds danced in baby blue sky
Soaked trees reached up to feel warmth again
Even parked cars gleamed with absorption
But at night the walking people went inside
Changed out of their warmed clothes
Exuded a stored heat waiting to be released
Human butterflies fluttered in rooms
Seeking bountiful kisses to embrace
Fulfillment shared as freely as sunlight
A Street in Haikou
my love records
from her cellphone
a 15 second video
and pushes send
a blue shirted florist
sitting on a lime
green plastic stool
arranges his
just watered
plants for sale
on the sidewalk
where an orange
bucket sits full
of grouped flowers
his parked van
with an open
rear hatch fronts
a row of curbside
motorcycles
one cyclist
on this sunny palm
tree lined avenue
wears a yellow helmet
and sky blue soccer shirt
as he buzzes past
a multi-story tower
of residences
in the background
the unsurprising
power pole strings
overhead in a clear sky
cars, SUV’s, and vans
line the parking lot
of this mini-mall
where leaves catch sun
and green framed open
double glass doors
lead to a faux
marble tiled floor
a potted elephant
eared plant and a
waiting green desk
sports a bright
orange tray and
an empty black
high backed
swivel chair
under a row of
ceiling hung
cone shaped
white spotlights
her friend with a blue
mask on her chin and
fake fire and smoke dress
crouches over a printed
paper while a young short
cropped black haired man
looks across at her as
she signs the mortgage form
on a round glass table
with a wicker base
my fiancée is outside
waiting to walk with her
to the bus stop where
they travel through traffic
to blaring pop music
could be Long Beach
if I didn’t know she is
7000 miles away as we
wait for two governments
to agree on when she
can safely return to me
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