Tonight
Strong breeze tonightWarm breeze tonightLow breeze tonight The clouds above, unmovedThe stars above, unmovedThe dipper above, unmoved This breeze, low, aroundth...
Tag: poem
Psalm 62
1    On God alone my soul in stillness waits;  ♦from him comes my salvation.2    He alone is my rock and my salvation,  ♦my stronghold, so that ...
July 5, 2020
A hot humid morning haze filling the valley like gunsmoke gunpowder’s smoke of the fireworks I woke mid night, restless the quiet heavy cessation of hostiliti...
Morning on the Porch in Spring
WoodpeckerBright yellow forsythiaSparrow, chickadeeA drop from the gutterAnd this bug that alights on my book,just as I begin to readThe sun warm on my thighs
That loud susurrant rumble overhead
Minutes it took, passingDoppler’s effect fading, distantResolved at lastto the fuzzy purr of my cat
There
The howl of a dogRumble of a distant trainMournful hornBlue jay and crow Some morningsIt is not that the words flow,But that they are right enough.
Happenstance
I glanced up from my worklooked out the windowtherejust under Flight DL5471 Montreal to Laguardiahung a Monarchriding the updraftthen gliding on, above the tree...
Shards
If you mustsit inside on a bright and lovely day,focused--for definitions that mean unfocused--on the screen of a computer,not the world around,then the shards ...
The Empty Illusions of Advertising
I love the serendipity of an unexpected find when looking for something else. Today I found “Women Whose Lives are Food, Men Whose Lives are Money†(1978) b...
Statistically Speaking
and all without lifting a finger
At Midnight
String together songs into a poem. This is how you start a mix tape.
THIS IS THE TITLE CENTERED
An Attempt at Humor
A Procrastinator’s Love Song
Lots of things to do, there are lots of things to do.Lots of things to do, there are lots of things to do.If I got up this morn, then I could do them too.Lots o...
Crazy Thoughts
I have this crazy thought.It’s a poem.Maybe.Or a novel.Perhaps.Of things I want to do— to you —Or just a picture of a day.No, it wouldn’...
This Morning
This morningThe geese called me, wake!to look at the palest pinksand blues of grey dawn This morningwispy steam risingmy teacup counsels, patiencenow is the wai...
Any Morning
Just lying on the couch and being happy. Only humming a little, the quiet sound in the head. Trouble is busy elsewhere at the moment, it has so much to do in th...
To Do List
Home Economics is not "Consumer Sciences"
Now
The iPhone crouches at the corner of my chair, well within reach. The iMac sits on the altar in the living room, but I can worship from afar by picking up the i...