Each Minute, Each YearAfter the thickness of night, a salty morningmoistened by invisible strands of Gulf Streamthat I imagine are yellow like saffron meltinginto another day and another day. I watchtwo women stroll down the sidewalk, arms swinging like pulleys … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 day 23
Cruising the FestListen to the whirl of guitar & drum ridingon the breeze with whiffs ofThe Big River & roast beef po boysListen to the rustle & crunch ofpeople clapping, feet dancingin a crush of bodies & funWatch nimble fingers … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 day 22
Wild ThingsI planted milkweed seeds over a year agonot knowing it would take almost as much timefor the tiny plants to flourish. I learned patience,such as it is in my impatient nature. Late in the fallthe tiny plants began to … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 day 21
The Body is LonelyCity lights shine outside the windows making an aural gleamabove my tree lined neighborhood. On nocturnal walks I search for Venus and Mars, marvel at The Seven Sisters when they allow a peek,map the moon’s walk across … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 day 20
Nights on the MidwayBorn in a haunting of rhythm and steelA wild lingering skyI wake up there with youRemember a dazzlingand a salty fever on my heart It’s getting harder every day to come up with a poem! I don’t/can’t … Continue reading Napowrimo 2022 day 18
Tea x 2As he raised the tea cup to his lipsI thought how incongruous it lookedin his weatherbeaten hand, fragilevessel dotted with roses & ivyand a handle too small for his finger.But, oh, how gently he cradled itin his palm, … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 day 17
Salt & WindSalty is her tonguewindy is her moodAn ever changing horizon of sea & skyShe roams her world on dunes in the sunset Backlit in gold & grace Thanks to artist John Phandal Law and The Wombwell Rainbow for … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 day 16
Oh here you are, there’s nothing left to say You’re not supposed to be that way —- The Goo Goo DollsWreckageBury it in the deepest sea.Let it settle among the ruins,sleep in clouds of seaweed.Let it swim through portholes,through barnacled … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 day 13
What it WasIt was how his hair matchedthe golden grain in the fieldshe tended, tenderly with work-roughened hands,focused with a singular vision,so much the same as he tendedme.It was his work ethic, passeddown by generations,that farming was a high calling, … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 day 10
Beauty or BeastVegetables sit in a shaft of sunlighton the kitchen table waitingfor the prick of a knife or an appreciative eye. Isn’t that justlike Life? It’s been a busy day, so far. I participated in a writing workshop facilitated … Continue reading NaPoWriMo 2022 day 9
