Global Warming Turns Surreal

world travelers the bots from ukraine, singapore, etc.,.,.,:/\:.,.,., tracking haikutrax

overturned flowerpot one stone resting on another

senate impeachment trial ms. fair and impartial won't be there

political facebook it's safe to say nothing

another pep rally watch trump's hands play the invisible accordian

dono johno trumo trumpo "impeachment is forever"*

*based on a comment from Nancy Pelosi


snow flurries and the demo debates can a woman be president

winter chatter flitting in and out of the bird feeder

smiling photos with the president who's never met them

australia's blood red skies global warming turns surreal

shoveling snow I should be done by march

Lost Space

winter homework the crumbs of an eraser now part of the equation

impeachment light first trump and then a few beers

snowstorm the deer tracks end by the cedar

bad directions somewhere gets us nowhere

1/2 priced calendars same amount of days

flake to flake santa's beard keeps growing

year of the rat and the 2020 election

space lost in lost space

   turkey    c a r     the grain going against me
              v        i
            n            g

Note: the shape will be askew for the word "carving" if you're looking at this on a cellphone. It will look like..."turkey car the grain going against me ving." :)

the driving rain
                       the chevy rust
                                             the dead leaves

watery eyes I'm allergic to the allergy medication

Railroad Grass

railroad grass how close is too close

tucked away in his winter boots a cricket's last song

intermission the rain never leaves the stage

lost ground a bald eagle soaring over the farm

cardinal blues in october dad's favorite team knocked out

warm afternoon a child gives me his airplane sticker

pretend smoke from cotton stuffed into a corncob pipe

exchanging stories the crows in denny's parking lot

fall afternoon the pirate wolf spider not exactly johnny depp

weather map my morning hair off the charts

the value of x

september's passage the value of 'x' is imaginary
friday the 13th walmart out of lucky charms
common buckeye the eerie stillness of a summer sidewalk
humming refrigerator to the tune of something's broken

dust motes night offers the prospect of invisibility
rock bluff clouds removing the gold from your face
exit sign the door is another window of opportunity
train station fly briefly landing on the conductor's hat