The leaves unfurl so brightly they shimmerIn the early light of this May morning.Newly washed stone walls serve…
You kept me as the shiny green beadOn your necklace of many-colored beads.A shimmering trinket, trivial and smooth.An insincere…
Child of Mine
Poems and other nonsense Muddle my brainWhen I wake from dreams Drenched in painful history.Children I missDance gleefully…
Workdays at sunrise I drive east.
I am as fragile as this oak towering above me,Centuries old, gnarled as a hag. I am as gullible as this stone wall, Moss covered and…
In the time of the pandemic my house welcomed meWith an open armchair and unread booksWelcomed me with the patience of stocked…
In the aftermath of lilacsI turn and face June.Face the uphill battle of summerWith a manicure of grimeWhere the…
The forsythia is the first,Riotous yellow in its protestation That winter has ended. Enough is enough, lets…