Lights

On--The world exists
For all the world's a stage and
When I end it--Off

Age

Run around silly
Then pontificate at will--
As old as you feel

Darkness

Power out, no streetlights
Me in black, riding my bike
I slice through the night

Six degrees?

You remind me of
Someone who reminds me of
Someone I once knew

Flirt

Share a quiet joke
There's no one else in the room
Eyes meet smiling eyes

Bed

Early morning storm
Rain assaults the window panes
Warm, cozy fortress

Memories

Fleeting, less frequent,
Not random--they still reveal
The intimacy

Bay view

The sea lights the sky
A color not of nature
But that's what I see

City streets

Bob, weave, slither by
Traffic flows in slow motion
The night air is mine

Improv music

The tune weaves a spell
A crescendo of magic
Leaves us all breathless

Dizzy

A sinus blockade--
I've no wings to fly, but I
Spin without moving

Rain

I lock myself out.
The second-floor window calls...
Could it rain harder?

Haiku 101

Haiku is easy

If you can count pretty well

If not, you're screwed