Thanksgivings

This one was a poem I wrote as a thank you to a friend for her kindness towards a member of my family. My friend Inigo, a fellow bohemian, a true artist, and tomorrow's featured performer, reminded me that I hadn't put it up and that I should. Here you go, enjoy the Haikuiness.

Thanksgivings

Amber Polaroids
framed by snapdragon petals
document the Falls

spent flying, fighting;
atop Baba’s woods crowing
at the smirking sun:

“Que onda, Guero?!”
as light rays engendered the
freckles on your thighs.