Tuesday, March 19, 2024

Maybe Magic

This was the year My children stopped believing in magic The year they realized Santa's gifts, The Easter Bunny and even The trinkets left by garden fairies Under their...

Rising

3/27/22  You can only seeThis sunrise through the treesTo that line of mountainBecause spring is still tryingTo find its way to this altitudeBecause the branches...

Faithful

March 31, 2021 Remember How the earth is faithful As soil sends shoots Through dark sod Waves recede and encroach Pulled by a moon They do not know Yet are known by Rooted...

What I Call Home

March 8, 2022 This is not cleaning My house This is not sorting clothes From past seasons and styles Into bags to give away This is seeing myself Worthy of being...

The End

March 20, 2020 If the world is ending I may as well paint my deck Start the seeds in my garden And organize the closet I’ve left in chaos...

OK

It is ok to just be Exhausted from the day The week the year It is ok that the piles of regrets Are higher than the unfolded laundry At...

Speedwell

You asked me today What is love? And all I could think of was Tiny purple speedwell That every year Push through the snow Fragile petals wholly flung open To coal-black earth And...

The Lake

February 20, 2022 The question Of whether any cherry trees Around the lake With the fountain And the geese Had bloomed Was enough To get me out of bed And breathing again I tried...

Ice Storm

The sleet plays percussion On the stove vent While I’m fixing tea Feeling the ice Settle back in deep It helps not to dwell On past warm days And short nights It...

New Year Still Life

Maybe this is the year I learn to listen To the stirring under waters Reflecting Stars in passing The insects nestling In the dry tangle of summer Some of them we...

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