the only way

the only way
to communicate
to let you know
that I am here
and you are not--
not forgotten--
is through
the words
of a poem

and even if
i never hear from you
again
i am here
and you
you will never be--
never be forgotten

©2009-Art Belliveau

and he held it in the palm of his hand

and he held it in the palm of his hand
scared
excited
thrilled
nervous
knowing it wasn’t really his
knowing it could so easily disappear
again
and it started to
it began to float away

panicking
he squeezed his bearlike hand shut
trapping in it
the broken pieces
that could never
be remade

©2009-Art Belliveau

4th of July

Flowers of fire in the sky.
Brilliant explosions way up high.
Blue and green and red and gold...
Watching fireworks never gets old.

©2009-Art Belliveau

4th of July

parking deck--top floor
setting sun, cool breeze, clear sky
waiting for fireworks

©2009-Art Belliveau

Mixed Emotions

I woke up feeling sick today and got to stay in bed.
You may think that made me happy, missing school.
But I am not overjoyed, I’m miserable instead.
Cause getting sick in the summer isn’t cool.

©2009-Art Belliveau

Ed

There is a monster under my bed.

He is my friend.  His name is Ed.

He is invisible.  I never see him.  

I think he’s stuck here.  I want to free him.

How to get Ed out and keep him unharmed,

And without Momma seeing (she’d be alarmed),

That is the puzzle I must figure out.

And it is a toughie, of that there’s no doubt.

I have tried and tried to find Ed a new place.

And a new friend, who he can embrace.

I put an ad in the paper and stay by the phone.

And invite them over when I am alone.

So far Ed’s met forty-nine new little friends.

But it’s kinda weird how it always ends.

I step outside and while I am gone,

The new friend disappears and Ed has withdrawn.

So, if you need a monster for under your bed,

Just give me a call and I’ll let you meet Ed.

And if he doesn’t eat you, you may take him home,

To put under your bed, from which he’ll never roam.

©2009-Art Belliveau

senryu 07/01/09

precision cooking

"order up!  your order's up!"

short order cook's life

©2009-Art Belliveau

senryu 06/30/09

tunes for a nickel

oldies start blasting away

old-fashioned jukebox

©2009-Art Belliveau

senryu 06/29/09

smell of grilling meat

the bustle of the diner

chilhood mem'ries live

©2009-Art Belliveau

senryu 06/28/09

southern lunch counter

all races eat together

my, how times have changed

©2009-Art Belliveau