POPO 2025 — Day 10 — satisfaction

satisfaction There’s nothing more satisfying than watching plants grown from seeds rising above the edge of the raised beds, reaching towards the sky, an inspiration to every eye.

POPO 2025 — Day 9 — She

She (for Mlady) She pads on silent paws that end feather-light leg bones attached with sleek tendons and muscles, housed in long, cottony-soft fur. She moves effortlessly this mute huntress, from screened door to screened door watching chipmunks scurry, bright-striped, brown-patched, along their chipmunk paths.

POPO 2025 — Day 8 — cut loose

cut loose When I cut amazon subscribe & save subscriptions loose I wondered if I’d survive without coco de bebida, big bags of pistachios, chocolate orange slices for Christmas gifts, and Puff box dozens for my dragon nose. I have, and local grocers and I are becoming reacquainted in a significant way. The only things…

POPO 2025 — Day 7 — about ai

about ai I was thinking about AI I was thinking about Gaia I see AI in gAIa I don’t like what I see Both have soup of 10,000 things Where Gaia perpetually blossoms them in sensory splendor, AI Frankensteins them into soylent green’s sterile goo.  

POPO 2025 — Day 6 — surrogates

surrogates I’m learning handy skills,one YouTube video at a time.They have become our wiseelders that we climbkeys to reach; surrogatesfor distracted parents andnursing-homed grandparents.  

POPO 2025 — Day 5 — for Terry Masear

dedicated to Terry Masear hummingbird nurse called from afar winged with mercy white cap of hair benevolent smile bodhisattva gentle tending, wise, one after one, of tiniest earth angels

POPO 2025 — Day 4 — we can build

we can build a worldaround absencea symphony arounda pausewood, hammer, nailsof shelves from behindlocked doorsnotes from recollectionsof walks on summernight, roses, andnightbirds on the air