v v V v v With invisible wings we fly. You and I lift like birds in formation. As the weak may fall, we heed the call. Strong we shall be to keep our V-formation, forever victors in victory. Together we breathe, although labored, synchronized, […]
Calendar? That special grid with days and dates? What day is it anyway? Agenda? That book with months of starred days and dates? We’re still in June, right? Deadlines? What’s that? Dismissed list of To-Dos Do what? When? Sweet, sweet season. Can an east-to-west smile, an unstoppable grin, stretch past one’s face? Unstoppable? Got>>>to>>>go. Relaxation […]
We liked to shimmer glamorously behind the silhouette of retrospective good times ….. Zelda Fitzgerald You might call them sculpture, beautiful lovers befitting characters in an F. Scott novel. In the sun, their clothing gleams porcelain white. Cotton–silk that complements the blue ocean and bicycle they both lean against, listening for an echo. Something that […]
Summer storm warm, pounding loud, soaking. Choking with laughter we sat uncovered Mary Poppins umbrellas blooming as others ran from the music. Dripping with notes of younger days we stayed, listened until the band ceased to play got up, walked away laughing at the splashing from our shoes. Summer rain small price to pay for a […]
It does not matter that only a handful of my poems are ever published. It does not matter that a personalized book bearing my signature scripts may never be bound. For cares of the moment are for just that— to stop long enough to see the monumental moment. The mere words combine a mood, voice, […]
Great sky can’t decide between sun or shade. As brightening streams of light from above pour down like flipped buckets filtering gold through tree branches, retraction suddenly occurs. Massive grays usher in with whole-sky cloud cover. How I identify with the shifts. This ol’ heart feels some comfort, then not, just like today’s weather swaps— […]
Spring will sing her song again when I have accepted there were never any promises and I can breathe the April air without thinking of you. Spring will sing her song again when the words I put to pen are not always about you and I can savor the blazing Fall without falling apart. […]
Calling Out the Memories Nestled in the arm of the woods embracing its backside, the old barn housed his tools and gave him space to tinker. His hammers and nails, saws and drills still there, Nineteen years after he turned his face to the light of a hospital window, taking three breaths into himself before […]
Both of them slept here or should I say slipped out — and surveyed every inch of the room, dizzy from all the knotty pine, watching the screen blizzard on an old TV. Even feeling the wind wrap around the skirts of Camille Monet ( a framed print) as she stood on the hill […]
Robin zooms from a wavering power line and bounds into soaked, front-yard grasses like a young child running whimsically into a wide-opened playground. Strutting and skipping in a sudden straight-line fashion, he pecks dark, dampened dirt like a chicken sorting seeds. He salutes the moment in a dead-in-the-tracks stop. Lifting a wet head toward millions […]
