Poems

to let her be

come into play see her swoon under a pale December moon the air thick with remembrance resilient temperaments mince words like leaves of peppermint as you of many tunes resonate climb the ivy trellis breaks the heart and you an empty sigh look up high beyond the night where clouds a silky white chiffon shine…

the spider

sat on the front stoop tonight an itsy bitsy spider crawled across the edge of an icy snow bank at the top of the stairs- so small delicate this black tiny creature- it was making its way towards me- it was running out of snow to cushion its crawl walking on thin ice, did the…

the sea meets the shore

she feels a lonely distance brought to bear to wend the road to pass along the lady gives herĀ  jacket to some homeless motherless son she walks the many miles till the light of day is done she has gone beyond her woes heroic her story golden as the sun in fairest glory excited by…

the marvel

love revolves the earth around the sun profound upon the ruthless rigorous rain as rainbows shine in the light of day an ocean belonging to the foam race waves forward shores brace for storms late in season swept away the kelp and brine to harbor relic ships tied to rocks jut out by the jetty,…

the hurricane

rain upon the window pane wind blows the weather vane stepping stones the slate is cold all signs point to this way home trees surround the leaf strewn ground birds have flown somewhere south the hurricane brings much doubt east coast beaches will not rest red flags across the chest seagulls fly in circles rapid…

the earth beneath her feet

he earth beneath her feet will lead to compromise the concrete street wether a mindset accepts the sunset where work set separate departmentalized trauma witnessed she must let go of it to live a comfortable life more than exist she must insist for an unspoken privacy existential essential filled with potential alerted to darkness of…

the dregs

a gentle spirit met the goose who laid the golden egg try as she tried to repair and alter the goose could do nothing but ponder her falter and could not fly from the pond yet was so fond of the visits of the spirit and the readings on her palm never to fear it…

the dove

in the course of mighty rivers the river has a bend to follow with leaps and bounds to shiver near the end splashes lap into the bath that cradles in the curves and never was a broken heart spoken so disturbed in worlds apart the eagle darts high above the mountain top as just below…

snow boldly

ice-capped grounds whistling winds wreck a whipped white world as winter’s presence pounds through the villages to the out-skirts of towns northern snow and ice make their rounds tree limbs blown with blustery swirling gusts a frigid force is found underneath it all snow boldly becomes the ice to quench a thirst to slowly weep…