Frantically we storm
At security we wait
A stroller must pass.

eyk 6/2/10

Babbling aloud
She’s not crazy, just her own
Private cel phone chat.

eyk 6/2/10


The coffee cup’s warmth
Comforts my hands and my heart
In the morning chill.

eyk 5/16/10

Sprightly waving branch
Was there an errant breeze or
Just a leaping bird?

eyk 6/26/10

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