• Poetry

    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…

  • Poetry

    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…

  • Poetry

    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…

  • Poetry

    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…

  • Poetry

    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…

  • Musings

    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…

  • Prayer

    Bless This Home

    O Beings of Light and Mystery, thank you for a new home of safety and simplicity. Grant that in this sun-filled space I am daily mindful of your Presence. May I write poems that please you, play songs that honor…