Matsukaze

Matsukaze                 meaning: pine in the wind (Japanese) I came upon themIn the clearing –An old woman in a puffy coatAnd bright pink hatSurrounded by hemlocks and oaksAnd the swaying stopped my steps. “Matsukaze” she breathed, eyes closed,Arms stretched upAs she stood arms out,Fingers splayed to December airAnd leaned,Just a little,This way then thatLike theContinue reading “Matsukaze”

For Madisyn, Tate, Hana, and Justin

Today, my son, you ate two toasted wafflesas the early light came upoutside our windows.Two waffles and four strawberriessteeped in syrupand as you went off to finishgetting ready for schoolI thought of the four teensshot dead in Michigan,Madisyn, Tate, Hana, Justinand what they had for breakfaston their last morning of school. I thought of theContinue reading “For Madisyn, Tate, Hana, and Justin”

Royal Dragonfly Book Award

This week I learned that “Old Stones Understand” received an honorable mention from the Royal Dragonfly Book Awards in the poetry category! For a first effort, I’m pleased with this recognition for my little collection of poems, and grateful to Shanti Arts Publishing for the nomination. Royal Dragonfly, each year, makes awards across a wideContinue reading “Royal Dragonfly Book Award”

Late November Hope

My shoes celebrate the forest floorweeks ago they crunched the leaves on this pathloud and delectablehomemade potato chips for the feetand today the frozen mud, like clayyielding in its satisfying wayas I move through these trees againasking in each seasonwhether strangers who know your secretsare really strangers at all? The hemlocks know what I wonderasContinue reading “Late November Hope”

Dia De Los Muertos (2009)

In 2009, just after Halloween, I flew to Tucson to be with my dad. His second wife, Lynn, had passed away just a week or so before. The day before my return coincided with the All Souls Procession, a celebration of life that defies description. It really does. It’s a giant, moving party-as-parade that endsContinue reading “Dia De Los Muertos (2009)”

Leaves Let Go

It is not the way of leaves to care about how they fall. It doesn’t matter whether there are heavy, thunder-filled clouds overhead or miles of bright blue and sunshine. A leaf doesn’t cry out in pain if a harsh wind tugs it from its twig nor does it giggle with mischief if it managesContinue reading “Leaves Let Go”

For Solstice 2021

I tried an experiment today. I wrote six short stream-of-consciousness type poems as the day went on. The first two were written yesterday, but the second one got rewrote a bit, and then today, others came and went – and the last one was done during a thunderstorm. It was fun to play with tryingContinue reading “For Solstice 2021”

Tender is the Light

Tender is the lightas it swirls lazy dust motesthrough the once attic windowshining on what is left:rusty knob and tube wire,unnamed ancestorsin a musty shoebox,candle figurinesmelted by summersteddy bears succumbingto mold from rain and snowthrough the fallen-in roof.All left for salvageby squirrels who take whatis useful for nestsnature unjudginghumans not returningmemories unclaimed.

Venturing Out

Venturing Out The platform is highbut out it she ventureswill she just take the dive?No – she pads back to the centerwhere the board is less shakyhead full of conjectureon staying or goingshe could use a mentorto weigh out her choicesor maybe protect herfrom the others, just waitingto see how this adventurewill turn in theContinue reading “Venturing Out”