Category Archives: Poems

Mother Nature’s drinking deep, the melting snow from early heat. We cannot see beneath the mess, but bones intue what’s coming. The snow’s disolving from below while Spring emerges, very slow.

None dare disturb the Cardinals Wife. Not junkos, just elevated from dirt pecking to perch eating, having mimicked the titmouse after much ground level observation, not the selfish finch who otherwise would boldly threaten any foolish enough to hint at … Continue reading →

Dripping water time. Immutable ice thaws to seminal streams, disolving down into wakeing soil, fecund now. Her blanket tossed aside in haste. “Come!!” Receptive, moist, open, womb immured. Seed, egg, root, gold green shoot. Warming, waiting, wanting. Fertile flow time. … Continue reading →

Aqua, turquoise, royal, navy, periwinkle, robins egg, sky, electric. See the world – specific. Don’t think just “blue”. Think “hue”.

The rest stops, the Burger Kings, the bathrooms on the turnpike are the same, exactly. Almost. Imagine my surprise when I, in an urgency, interupted into three women, washing their hands, chattering, stareing at me in consternation, fear as I, … Continue reading →

Apple trees in Wilclows orchard hold Autumns golden glow long into Novembers gray gloom. Pirates, clutching doomed dabloons tight in their grip, leap from scuttled ship. Shimmering emeralds sink into black ink depths, last breaths, escaping in diamond bupples, rising … Continue reading →

Green leaves fallen lie with gold and russet, woven into Natures early winter blanket. Green leaves fallen had not the chance to change their coats, to slowly blend their colors with Autumns golden light. Green leaves fallen, mixed in yellows, … Continue reading →

Forgiving sends two arrows to the hot heart of Hell. The forgiven feels Heavens breeze cool on his face. The forgiver hears Heavens songs, bathes in their grace.

One sweet breath blows tons away. The deteris, scrap of the act. The moment, movement, memory, weight which weighs more than a soul can bare, is loosened at the inhale and wisked away with the word “Forgiven” and thus the … Continue reading →

I love the one who, when I drive at night with head lights bright, lighting tree tops and Orions belt, whose mind is my personal GPS, who always knows where she is in line, always arrives on time, what’s for … Continue reading →