Poetry

Happy Spring! #WorldPoemDay 2017

Man...am I ever glad to see the beginning of spring. This winter has been a terribly brutal one for so many people that I know....

Flocking Thoughts: A Poem

I fancy myself a poet, although I only manage to string words together a few times a year, if I'm lucky. While sussing through a...

A poem about March

A poem about March This is a snippet of sweet words that sprung, fresh-born, into my head on the way to work one morning.  I was...

Poem: Harvesting Goldenrod

Harvesting Goldenrod While my hand was draped in gold and my whole self consumed with the scent of Solidago, he attacked in the gloaming, in...

A Poem from Heart-full Hands

My friend Jona is a poet, and a gentle soul.  She is a fox, a giggling child, a serious mother, and a crone laughing at...

Poem: August Today

August Today What is this on the wind, this scent that stirs my soul? There is a feeling riding it that's been more than ten...