Heed not Steve

Slamming Doors

windstorm
comes and goes
without rain

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© Steve Mitchell 2024

Still and Always

Siri, Siri, in my hand, who’s the fairest in the land?

Alas.

—-

Ready For Bed

nodding off –
his phone falls
from his hand

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© Steve Mitchell 2024

Small

not yet summer –
why yes, it is hot
enough for me

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© Steve Mitchell 2024

Focal

warm afternoon –
his tongue works a bit of lunch
stuck in his teeth

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© Steve Mitchell 2024

Dawns On Him

longer days –
he almost forgets
the headlights

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© Steve Mitchell 2024

Cityscape

spring evening –
he tries to see the
northern lights

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© Steve Mitchell 2024

Awake

earlier sunrise –
throughout the house
the smell of coffee

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© Steve Mitchell 2024

Bogus

here in the future
a spring breeze
and no jetpack

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© Steve Mitchell 2024

Ask Again Later

Heads,

I get my wish.

Tails,

I don’t.

he flips a coin

into the air

over the rail

and

down

into

the

river

*plunk*

he waits

he ponders

he wonders

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© Steve Mitchell 2024