american haiku #37
it’s a hot muggy
july night
in pennsylvania
i cannot sleep
a cow coughs
in the dark
just like a person
walking from my bed
to the bathroom window
lightning bugs are
hovering
on the lawn
everyone is asleep
but me
i hear
my brothers
snoring softly
it’s a lonely feeling
a blackbird sings in the
lush evening
or maybe
it’s a mockingbird
in all of eighteen years
there has never been a night
like tonight
a detail
and a remembrance
of the rosetta stone
a missing link
returning ever to
the cavity of a missing tooth
and the mystery
that will make
everything click.
by Owen McGoldrick on Friday, July 24, 2009
