• Poetry

    Breakthrough Affection

    In these COVID days They call it breakthrough infection. Ah, a dark way to open a poem. But wait. As if emerging, Emerging from a deep retreat, I find a better breakthrough The color of air, and no mirage. I…

  • This Just In


    Ten hugs for breakfast, Eleven with lunch, Twelve hugs for supper, A dozen per bunch. Hugs that are scrambled, Hugs on a bun, Hugs in the ice cream With sprinkles for fun. Hugs in my salad, A mug full of…

  • Poetry

    Blurdoggy Days

    Today was one of those Blurdoggy days Where random matters summon the weirdest of magics, The good kind. Like a mistake that captures the spirit of a moment Without an ounce of trying, Or when things go haywire and help…

  • Poetry


    What oceans hold and anthems know Is mirrored in a river’s flow. The raindrop not absorbed by earth, Hovering on the brim of birth, Meanders slowly toward the sea and Yearns for holy unity. Then By strange grace the droplet…

  • Poetry

    Just Dessert?

    Mine for golden finds concealed In territory yet unclaimed Uncovering a mother lode of love For all that lays in wait.   © 2021 Gail Barrie

  • Poetry

    Cosmic Daisies

    Seeing with eyes both old and new And senses unfamiliar Opens restless heart and mind To unexpected treasure. Moving with what seems unknown In trust and gracious fervor Brings freedom abloom where once confined With light in equal measure. ©…

  • Poetry

    There is a Place

    There is a place In the southwest corner of the soul That wants to be given Away. Or maybe to be Laid out on a mesa For bone-picking? No, No. It wants tenancy In someone else’s pueblo Whose kiva receives…

  • Mantras

      © 2021 Gail Barrie   Photo credit shout out to Keri Lehmann…. one of my favorite co-creative partners.              

  • Poetry


    i remember a morning when you asked if you could go, too you were soft and i was soft it was softly early long before the midday heat and the breeze was blowing my skirt almost as if i could…