Three Non-Haikus To Exculpatory Rest

This morning I stayed
In bed, lolled for hours, and I
Did not feel guilty
Even though the clock
Chided me and the dog whined
At the door and the
Daylight commanded toil and
Productivity
I stayed laxly put
In the certain knowledge that
We all ebb and flow.

Home Haiku

My mother loves me.
I'm driving to New Orleans
To patch our levee.

This Memory Keeps Us Warm

When Appalachian December bit through all of my quilts,
we lay shivering and cursing at the broken space heater,
And you said,
Close your eyes and see us at Coffee Call.

At that hazy cranny in Baton Rouge,
there was nothing between us but a plate of beignets
and steam rising from piles of powdered sugar,

white and pristine as banks of snow.