Anthony Lusardi
coming alone
driving along, i spot a flock of finches. perched on power lines on both sides of the road leading up to my house. how funny it looks. like they are assembling and watching a parade. a local celebration that i am hosting. or maybe they are just acknowledging my return. letting me know that there is always love and comfort at the sanctuary i call home.
on my patio
the chalk drawings
my nieces drew
last week ...
still discernible
About the Author
Anthony Lusardi lives in Rockaway, New Jersey. His poetry has appeared in Modern Haiku, The Cicada’s Cry, Frogpond, hedgerow, and bottle rockets. He has four haiku chapbooks, his latest titled raindrops from yesterday. Copies can be purchased by email at lusardi133@gmail.com.