Two Roses Heirloom roses side-by-side flaunting fanciful frills one crimson bud stares longingly my turn not yet your flowering unfolds in time for now you wait patient breaking free soon keep hope . . . If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it's to deliver people from the [...]
I Remember . . . I remember colored baby chicks, dying eggs, and filling baskets with plastic grass, and sometimes wildflowers, but only at the farm. I remember shopping for new white shoes, a hat, and gloves, and trips to the fabric store for yellow-dotted Swiss and white netting [...]
Shadows Shadows cling to the dry grass shaping vertical lines of fences and trees. In a moment, the black stripes disappear and what was seen will fade into the blackness of the night gone, forever as the universe, and me, constantly evolve, transform, unfold, become. . . . [...]
Blackberry Cobbler My husband's favorite made with the berries from his garden. Bubbling butter forming a cinnamon crust purple juice swirling lightly, warm, and sweet. He asked for banana cream pie. But the berries were shouting from the freezer, "It's time!" That was Sunday. On Monday, nothing remained but the [...]
Time with a Friend a priceless gift of listening, sharing, embracing all of life's ups, downs, joy. . . . Music and poetry are transformative tools that connect us to each other and to ourselves. —Mary Pipher I learned early. Friends are not pebbles you collect and hoard [...]
Longing Longing for the days lost behind stone walls and trees, verdant, lonely, hidden in time waiting. Oyster stones, cold, stand strong weathering silent storms leached in the walls echoing loud the truth. Fog came, silenced the pain of words thrown out in haste lingering without consent and lost [...]
Around the Table Faces around the table The same but changed Every life a story, Adventures, challenges, and joys Laughter, tears, warm embraces Hold time gently As the days and years escape But the faces around the table— Stay suspended, caressed by memories. * * [...]
How's your attitude? I found myself second-guessing, making assumptions, and generally chasing Don Quixote's windmills this week. Attitude: "A manner of thinking, feeling, or behaving that reflects a state of mind or disposition." I try to keep my attitude on the positive side. That comes easily most days, but [...]
I smiled. Bluebirds splashed in delight. Among the trees and gardens of our two-acre homesite, nature provides daily lessons on the survival of the fittest, squatters' rights, and how wildlife play. We have a Bluebird house in the back, but the Sparrows moved in and Mockingbirds harass both as intruders [...]
What’s Next When did the season change? How quickly mousy turned to silver and supple morphed into road maps of memories. Where flew the years of balancing meals, messiness, miles, and me? What happens next? Who am I now? The seasons pull me forward— becoming more. 4.05.22 . . [...]
