Category Archives: Poetry

Winter Sky

The fact is, we don’t have a big sky here.The ocean ferries clouds and overcast,and though our air is generally clear,we don’t see starscapes like the prairies, grassedand landlocked. We are graced with atmosphereof moist and breezy, line-of-sight not vast.But … Continue reading

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Perfect Medicine

Reviewing poems I wrote 2 years ago,recording state of muscles, vigor, skin,and skeleton, those iambs did bestowa roster of impressions on my age.I never guessed, so little did I know,the benefits from yoga every day.At home, at ease, I regain … Continue reading

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I’ll Not Complain

I’ll not complain, although I may implyI would prefer less dates to entertainme, after bidding relatives goodbye.I’ll not complain. The visit was my pleasure – even rainand ice could not deter my choice to fly.But five succeeding meals out were … Continue reading

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Appetizer

Arriving home at 25 to 6,I feed them as a form of self-defense.At nearly 3 and 7, I must fixa healthy snack or chaos will commence.An offer of whole fruit won’t work – the trick’sa little preparation – bringing senseof … Continue reading

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Happenstance

The doors stayed on the airplane. We were fine.The flight attendant kept on pouring wine.The pamphlet read B Max and 8 slash 9,but worry wasn’t any trend of mine.I didn’t get a sense of poor design.

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The Final Ten

This daily yoga works like medicine –it makes me heed the status of my headand heart; it eases aches in skeleton,and limbers me for all the moves ahead.It seems to fuel me more than any bread.I wish the folks I … Continue reading

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Remodeled

Two score and thirteen years ago, your rentwas low, your spirits high, your windows stuck.You lived with love that seemed intelligent,but when it failed you fled with “what the fuck.”You didn’t note good bones or what it meantto rehabilitate – … Continue reading

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Arrowing and Narrowing

I arrow south at 40,000 feet,my path an arc between two rainy sites.A four day four night visit is complete,and busy dates ahead mean I’ll unpackmy things but not the love or each conceitcollected while away and stirred afresh.The variance … Continue reading

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Relief

Succeeding our adventure in the freeze,commuting icy, waiting for a busin wind that nearly knocked us to our knees,and anxious after with the tire fuss(for no one could respond to succor us),we lost some sleep and didn’t venture far;we called … Continue reading

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Returning Plan

The ice is still persistently around,but possibly diminished overnight.It’s milk-glass sheets of white upon the ground,and sparkles golden when the sunset lightilluminates tree branches, glitter-bright,inviting eye and camera lens. Some rainis forecasted to cause a melt. That mightafford a way … Continue reading

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