Breathing Inside My Shell
So many tutorials from Mother Nature, so little time… One of my lessons began with curiosity: how, I wondered, does an embryonic chick sealed in its protective shell get oxygen? Contained in the shell is everything the chick needs to…
On Missing People
this is to miss: wistful for all you should have said before parting. or liked to have done? yes, that too, before you parted. if you didn’t recall at all you wouldn’t miss at all. memories? yes, that too, once…
An Evening of Group Spelunking
Cannons of silence Boomed I stood trapped Flanked by the sunset And the palest moon “Enter in,” ordered they I did, netting visions Of cavecrawling And discovery (Remember my head sandwiched Between pebbles and limestone?) Caverns of silence Remain Without…
For Me, Dust
For me, dust is as much a sacrament As bread. At dawn dust is disturbed Cool by life; at dusk it settles silently As life retires, as sunset goes to sleep. I like this grit as much as mud. It…
Contempo Cowgirl of the Heart
Oh give me a home Where my heart longs to roam, Where I’m on a horse all of the day, Where COVID is past And we’re stable at last And my Muses can artfully play. Home, home on the range…
The Sand
I ambled down a beach Where warmth embraced my feet At every step. Invited by the sand I sat Near lapping water’s waves. I cupped my palms To ladle up some sand And turned my wrists To let it run…
this is for you
I have something to share with you. Did you ever listen to the words of the dirty-clean smell on an about to be rainyday? on that day, I open the window because the wind is trying to tell me (it’s…
Made of These
Of tinfoil pinpoint stars In blackest infinight Am I made. Of remotest snow-capped Echoing silence mountain heights In azure sunshine day Am I made. Of coming summer storms And putting the bikes away Am I made. Of winter Am I…
Scuba Gear Coronavirus Fantasy Blues
I looked for a place where coronavirus just couldn’t get to me. Like, I needed a place where coronavirus’d never get to me. So I bought scuba gear and I’m headed for Atlantis in the sea. Well I got me…
Lesson From A Tot
I don’t remember the time or place – grad school class? conference on family therapy? – but the speaker’s words echo on: “Human beings don’t like to say no to an honest need.” The who, where and when have evanesced…
