Poem in Nine Muses
My poem, Pine, is published in Nine Muses Poetry today. Thanks to Editor Annest Gwilym for giving it a home. Continue reading Poem in Nine Muses
Tag: Nature
Poems in Burning House Press
I have two poems up in Burning House Press today. Much thanks to Burning House and Bola Opaleke, guest Editor and Poet extraordinare, for selecting them for publication. These were originally written when my mother was ill and just after … Continue reading Poems in Burning House Press
Morning Meditation: The Morning After
This quiet sigh of a morning draws me in clamor and clusters now a distant prairie in another world Continue reading Morning Meditation: The Morning After
Small but Strong
let me be your smile warming in the brazen light of the shortest day *** Happy Solstice! Continue reading Small but Strong
Morning Meditation: Autumn Light
The autumn sun lights up foliage like tips of a candle flame, chartreuse globes sway in a warm Southern breeze, wind chimes tinkle a jazzy melody. All is peaceful when Mother is happy. Continue reading Morning Meditation: Autumn Light
On Beauty and Poison
Just a short post today to link to a poem I read this morning, “Sunday Morning in the Church of Air” by Catherine Abbey Hodges in Swwim Lit Mag. It’s a beautiful poem that felt like a breath of … Continue reading On Beauty and Poison
Morning Meditation: Late Summer
Cicadas’ calls rise and fall on the waves of late summer. I snip and neaten heat weary petals – wait for nature to change her clothes. Continue reading Morning Meditation: Late Summer
Morning Meditation: Avian Fireworks
Little birds tussle under the magnolia, wings flashing like sparklers on the 4th of July. Is it love or war? Continue reading Morning Meditation: Avian Fireworks
Morning Meditation: Breezy
Unexpected breeze in July, a scent of sea salt swirls, wind chimes tinkle and palm fronds rustle, garden dancing. Continue reading Morning Meditation: Breezy
Things are Starting to Grow
It’s April and Winters icy fingers still clutch at bark and stem. It’s a push and pull between cool and warm, a daily battle. Tiny tendrils, with fierce determination, push toward the sun, a little taller every day. Nodes swell, … Continue reading Things are Starting to Grow
