Here are a few recent poems.
So Much
the teacher in the schoolroom
devises a strategy
for learning cursive handwriting
meanwhile the doctor in his office
faces a patient
in querulous condition
in the park
the lawnmowers roar
with the large-scale hum
of enormous buzzing insects
on the road a nun in a tan car
makes a left turn
into the shopping center
in the sky the eyes of a circling hawk
freeze a rabbit caught out of cover
between two gravestones in the cemetery
clouds move from the west
rain coming in by afternoon
Maybe we’ll know more by then.
7/2/21
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Tanka 262
The white wooden chair
bust it up they said. It lies
one splintered leg skewed
in a defiant fist pump
Then the trash men dump the bin
7/13/21
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Haiku 934
the sun yet to rise
poised to split the cool darkness
with a perfect dive
7/13/21
Claudia McGill Writes Poetry, Did You Know That? 
The imagery in that final poem is beautifully evocative. I really enjoyed the idea of the busted piece of furniture being defiant to its very last.
Thank you. I’ve thrown things into the dumpster and felt that they were having some feelings about the experience. I see a dumpster and think about the objects in it that once were useful or wanted and now…crash! dead.
Claudia, Enjoy all your pieces and titbits. Too many at one time.