Two Liners

Poetic thinkings in not one line, and certainly not three or more lines.


Ready or not,
ears let in the wind.

House dust settles softly
atop all my major appliances.

The tight black book honors the carpet
with its complete weight.

Maturity
is in the eyes of the older.

I lost the key
to my Kia at Ikea.

Honey home
and sweetly buzzing.

A slap
is a sobering thought.

Wood brushed by white
puts up a good front.

What does a scale measure
when words weigh close to nothing?

Bar room brawl by two unknowns
and you know it.

Slowly the mind speaks
when the heart is singing.

Neighbors tremble at the unlocked door
but keys can drive, drive, drive.

Monarchs rule
in inches.

Grease in the cook pan
and someone was home at the time.

Vinegar spider,
why are you angry?

Dog runs away from home
meaning only to chase a chipmonk.

We slip away
light as day.

Succumb
to peaches.

Fourteen stories
are in this hand.

Grasshopper
trembles for dusk.

His daily constitution
needs an amendment.

In the world to come
we are all saints.