Breath of Change
Chill Autumn sings its siren songs,
that cruelly steal away my breath,
to hover where it bare belongs,
in misty shrouds of summer’s death.
The winds of change feel bitter … Read the rest
Chill Autumn sings its siren songs,
that cruelly steal away my breath,
to hover where it bare belongs,
in misty shrouds of summer’s death.
The winds of change feel bitter … Read the rest
I was a city girl; you were a country boy,
who lassoed me, with polite yes ma’ams
and not so polite passion.
I traded Dior for blue jeans,
nightlife for … Read the rest
The blushing morning flashed her poesy smile,
seduced me, beckoning through my windows.
Come, leave your worn out shoes and woes awhile
to dance in rhythm with verdant meadows.
Rejoice … Read the rest
toes in sand
sun kissed sighs
hat in hand
gentle tides fall and rise
angry heels
deadline dues
trading deals
a tempest blackly brews
hurricane
with two eyed
white screen … Read the rest
The goddess glanced at the dragon,
and said, beast, you don’t stand a chance.
I’ve explosive jelly,
nitro in my belly,
I’ve slayed meaner creeps with a glance.
Go fly … Read the rest
feet firmly rooted on the hilltop
gazing over blooming fields of green
thrush clutched to her bosom
silver spider silk weaving hair
bearing the scars of lightning
with names carved … Read the rest
*trees
supple willows sway
tickling her with breezy hair
giggling, she skips stones
*sea
she rushes headlong
towards the tide’s siren call
fearlessly falling
*sun
under his hot gaze
eyes … Read the rest
Sweet, nostalgic November…
poignant, childhood memories
of blustery, biting winds
cold red nose, smiling rosy cheeks
brilliant, swirling, falling leaves
that crunched beneath my feet
Blowing out a misty breath,… Read the rest
The longest languid solstice days
hum lullabies in purple haze
of childhood days in sparkling spray,
of rainbows made by sprinkler play.
With melodies of barbecues,
‘neath azure skies that … Read the rest
The white picket fence sags
resigned, grey
bright, bobbing gardens shriveled
to hide in parched beds
chickens ceased scratching
dogs stopped chasing
creek bullfrogs quit courting
dry, dirty dustdevils
keep … Read the rest
tranquil
she flows
beckons
bring your pole
strip off your clothes
swan dive
audacious
she tumbles
with wild abandon
get wet
bring a life vest
jump in
angry
she swells… Read the rest
A squirrel-like hoarder
the shelves bulge, hinges creak,
overstuffed drawers waterfall
in sunset pools of sappy sentiment
pinching odd moments tightly
between grey thumb and finger
for examination, repeat memorization… Read the rest
walking the trails of Rockwood
I shake hair from a tight queue
while a tickling breeze sweeps
away the last of March’s slushriver
beaver are busy building
shady log cabin … Read the rest