Hoosier Poet

Tuesday, June 23, 2026

Endure

A cold sweat grips me

and bile rises in my throat,
but I hold out hope.

Storm Watch

I hear the sirens

as clouds swirl in the distance,
dark, but beautiful.

Father's Day

Wrapping up the Day

hanging out with the kiddos.

A shame it must end.

Laid Back:

Fresh air and cigar,
watching my son play while I
read some on the craft.

Friday Dreaming

Relaxed in the grass

Staring up into the leaves...

I deserve this more.

Great Start

Turn the key and then:
a click and my dash goes off.
What a morning, eh?

Buried

Phone ringing nonstop,

emails and text messages,

Bankers what "their due"...