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Gathering
The chaos of cousins who haven’t seen each other since last Thanksgiving bursts through the front door with the aroma of roasting turkey. Aunts and uncles catching up over a pot of boiling giblets, shooing away little fingers trying to … Continue reading
Autumn
The burning leaves fill my nose with memories: A maple dons her flaming crimson dress. The slow sway of the dying as they dance down. Swirling autumn winds gather into a voluptuous multicolored moon— ready to be leapt in. … Continue reading
So many trees, how could I not climb?
The leaves beckon me to reach higher taunting with whispery voices then I look down and can’t see the ground Clinging tight to the trunk until I hear the dinner bell and friends gather laughing from the grass It takes … Continue reading
Fraiku: Sunny Side
Arise ye dawns of spring like daffodils to the clouds and eggs from the pan (This haiku was inspired by a poem I wrote this week with my pals at Charles House when one of the participants made the brilliant … Continue reading
Candles in the Windows
I miss the fire dancing in the draft, the musty smell of melting wax and the snuff of the brass bell as smoke swirls up into the dark. These fraudulent lights won’t burn the house down or hurt curious little … Continue reading
On the Road
Wrong turn too many miles ago now we’re on back roads crackling on the windshield the sleet blankets the trees drooping low over the black ice as we search for the right way that leads us back home We follow … Continue reading
The Atlantic
The salty sea breeze rushes over our senses as we crest the final dune Sparkling sapphire waves beckon us to bare our feet sink into the summer sand and stroll through the splash The tide pulls us to the sky … Continue reading
The Secret Life of Fireflies
After a day of sprinkler runningunder the glistening sundark clouds swoop in from the westwith a sudden chilling air. A flash in the darkened skyand thunder menaces from afar.The storm drapes and drenches the grasscompleting our rain dance. With a … Continue reading
The Roots of Spring
The trees are holding hands in the deep dark like quiet teenagers at a drive-in movie While high above a woodpecker sucks the sap seeping from newly drilled holes Although this poem isn’t about sex it is Spring and all … Continue reading
“Forgiveness is not an occasional act, it is a constant attitude.”
“Forgiveness is not an occasional act,it is a constant attitude.”~ Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. Our circle of friendsmust be ever expandinglike a bouquet of balloonsa kaleidoscope of visionsviews and voices tiedtogether with appreciationacceptance and the common goalof peace So … Continue reading