sukkah at sea


never saw a shell
swimming backwards to the sea
then three claws stretch out

carrying a conch
do crabs build sukkahs
we know they shoot fireworks

two holiday days
yesterday bottle rocket
and now red sparklers

black hawk up
circles over parting hair
unless wigs are glued tightly

either this is
a war movie or someone
is learning how to fly

zig zagging changing
directions to and fro
next red helicopter

where do you go
friday night with your boyfriend
when you are seventy

to the ferris wheel
this is what she tells me
these kids are so with it

halfway there
mr. mullet is dancing
shih tzu is kissing his toe


the fairest of all skies


not one single cloud
baby blue sky surrounding
one mile to each side

telling second spring
purple babies top cacti
hot pink flowers pop

one white puffy cloud
slowly creeping behind
he will float all alone

diagonal fish
minnow in the making
swim slow see our city

swim fast see our jail
father’s expression with drive
slow see our city

this what jail bait means?
bait fish who swim too fast
will be sent to prison

they wiggle their tale
thanking for the atkins bars
no, thank-YOU they’re dry


round round baby


spinning his wife
while she floats in the pool
kissing her pregnant belly

betting no one
has uttered these words before
while in their bikini

everyone has left
elvis has left the building
he was here last night

last name is elvis
and he sings just like elvis
even “blue suede shoes”

if you change your name
to sleeping beauty can you sleep
one hundred years

have decided
all presidents are narcissists
unfeeling people

you lost me when you said
things have always happened
social media

you’re supposed to stop
bad things from happening
that’s why you’re president

evil not a state
should have been blown out of this world
long time ago

no excuse
internet should have made that easier
CIA told


marooned cloud pillows


oyster tiara
pearl cumulonimbus clouds
gentle sleeping squirrel

dove flies over dream
always white fish float in sky
changing formation

squirrel’s round cotton nose
adorable snoring breaths
minnows push half moon

white cheddar popcorn balls
holding the world above
all in their places

seventeen winds
changing popcorn balls cover
volcanic eruptions


tiny tingles

never ending school
such fun til they get too close
and one kisses toe

water shines so clear
watch thousands swim as they must
bluer than blue surf

they’re getting closer
back away one still nibbles
tickling piggy

standing in one spot
three inch fish biting teasing
surrounding you four

mr. who’s on vacation
who’s from out of town
singing brown eyed girl

when two ladies jump out
begin shagging on cement
halfway through song

one woman pushes
other back into the pool
ringo runs behind

not recognizing
pink bikini or wet hair
won’t make a good spy

“because i’m happy”
people dancing in the street
on top tiki bar

you have to calm down
tina turner’s rollin now
dancing in river

nice slow sinatra
“the summer wind rollin in”
all the jersey guys

everyone all week
yelling with jersey accent
school hasn’t begun

five hundred accents
adore every way you turn
beats the jersey shore

“we are family”
pointer sisters and tom jones
could you ask for more


The Shag


swimming at three months
parents knowing mouth to mouth
think this a safe bet

six month old baby
his mother a lifeguard
and his father a nurse

so quiet
then everyone starts laughing at this
non musical pool

boy with an old soul
about eight starts singing
“we will we will rock you”

forty five minute pool
sixty minute man billy ward

myrtle beach music
where the shag became famous
dance of the forties

totally different meaning
on the other side of the pond
my friend

also a movie
bridget fonda phoebe cates
nine teen eighty nine


Sixty Minute Man

“there’ll be fifteen minutes
of teasing and fifteen
minutes of squeezing”


the vacationing Mango Macaw


bonswa my friends
if you left wonderful haiku
need slow translation

do not want to sleep
with you in the desert tonight
it’s not peaceful

can not stop writing
and when i try to leave
mango macaw appears

this , the fifth haiku
just too many things to tell
buy stock in ink wells

since i had no more paper
that i didn’t want to know

Fin originally

on her shoulder
bright macaw is fluttering
cannot believe dream eyes

trying to pull her top off
you want to say lady
don’t you feel her

she knows because
she finally twisted her shirt
over her hips

seeing everything
you can bring your pet macaw
to the cement pond

mango flies to grandmother
lounging on lounge chair
perches left shoulder

thinking john denver
would sing ” mango on my shoulder
makes me happy”