The family’s place was on the front pewso mine was there, too, visible,or so I felt, to the whole altar and both transepts.Eyed and evaluated. Grand-daughter. Youngest,too short to see but hungry to watch;the kneeler was my ladder and I was the rapt audienceas father called upon the Fatheras per the instructions of the SonandContinue reading “A Memory”
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Fishing
Every day, fishing.The ears of my heart cast lines,trawling for a sign.Hopeful, I try not to drift.Bravely, I face every wave. This poem is the first in response to NaPoWriMo’s prompts: a tanka. I’m a big fan of these! A challenge for you: write your own, join in this month’s daily writing!
Surfaces
I wish I could float (with the clouds) not so much with but abovenot so much the earthbut my expectationsleaving them below likeunrecognizable neighborhoodsfrom an airplane windowa float full of nothingbut airy vacancylight as a unicorn onthe surface of a swimming poolclouds shining in the reflectionlike stolid trees on the façadeof a mountain lake ThisContinue reading “Surfaces”
Can you hear the tales mountains tell?
Listen!In that smoky breaththere are a host of storieswritten in spirit lettersthat masquerade as cloudold stories like old ghostsdrawn up from the root of the world The tales are seeds nowtossed up with creative energyfrom moldy fern on weathered floorto the wind that still blows as itblew long ago when these roundedfurry hills were loftyContinue reading “Can you hear the tales mountains tell?”
Poem prompt!
Because I subscribe to the Paris Review – one of the two magazines whose subscriptions I can’t bear to cancel yet even tho the rest have gone the way of economy (sigh) – I get daily emails from them with lovely poems. On the 22nd, the poem was the one you see in the aboveContinue reading “Poem prompt!”
Live from the beach – a video prompt
The beach is a poemIn sand and sun, waves and timeA poem without words Greetings from the beach! How about this – what if the video at the top of this post was a poem prompt? I don’t need it now, because I am there, but I’ll need it when I’m back home and daydreamingContinue reading “Live from the beach – a video prompt”
Face
my face is riverstonethe bedrock smooth and sculptedby eons of rushing waterand the dry season’s wind ruts and valleys channeled inby the laughter of a babbling brook,pebbles deposited under the eyeswhose stillness are the poolsnear the banks, where moss andalgae rest, green, sometimes blue,with flecks of visiting dragonfly the long line of my nose istheContinue reading “Face”
The Seven Word Stretch
Rolled up and served upwell seasoned, handed overthere’s a sense of fulfillmentin a duty well done The burning takes placein an open field, after the rain comessmoke sends signals to the sensesinner life, come to life Whatever gets hung from these branchesthe birds will peck at, in timenight rodents will investigateit will keep the insectsContinue reading “The Seven Word Stretch”
Ideal | On Not Waiting for Perfection
They keep Ideal on the top shelfI stand on my tip toes, I still can’t reachit takes a stack of chairs, topped with a pile of booksit takes stealth, so they don’t catch me at iteven at the top, it evades my grasp I push against the cabinetsweat and shove to knock it downbut itContinue reading “Ideal | On Not Waiting for Perfection”
Rabbit
In the dusk of an Easter weekendwhile nature held its breathin vigil vigilantthe Saturday gloom of eveninggathered fistfuls of theoverabundant growth thatlined the path Trees and brambles breathedpressing in on either sideanticipating dawn’s freshdew of renewaleven while night prepared to fall The briars offered up a rabbitwily, listeningnavigating the open voidbetween two sides of theContinue reading “Rabbit”
The Poetry Patio 