Reinventing

Surprise!hibiscus bloom in Octoberafter summer’s blooms long gonethis version reinvents a deeper pink Surprise!options for writers to meet on-siteafter 19 months all remotethis version reinvents knowing why we gather The first stanza of this poem was inspired by my friend, Hope Swan, who posted a late-blooming hibiscus in her yard which made me check on … More Reinventing

Moon and Me

I am the moonthe moon is mewe hide in daylight,slivered, until webecome full I am the moonthe moon is mewe wax and wanebut always come backfull cyclean eclipse may disrupthere and there butmostly the change is constant I am the moon the moon is mewe reflect the worldin which we exist and make shimmering sunlightupon … More Moon and Me

Chance

I walk an improbable path chance led to my conception chance led to my homeland by chance I chose to write by chance I found my soul mate I grasp at spinning opportunities never redundant, always flowing choosing by chance what’s available to create my unsummed life Photo by Nathan Dumlao courtesy of Unsplash

Enjoy Punxsutawney

When every day repeats itself in awhirl of routine you cannot escapewhen nothing you do seems to make a differenceapproach your days from a different perspective Don’t play Phil Conners that’s bored and depressedbe the changed Phil with a new take on lifenotice the guy you’ve ignored each daybegin to care, become his friend Catch … More Enjoy Punxsutawney

Halloween Tricks

The only callers to our door On Halloween this year Were dropping temps and rain and wind That howled all through the night Though the tempest knocked with fury We offered her no treats So a Halloween trick she played on us Making skeletons of our maples Top photo of my backyard maple trees was … More Halloween Tricks

Moonscape

When I look into the night sky can I see the moon beyond gibbous or crescent, beyond waxing or waning? Can I savor a micro new moon as much as a lunar eclipse or the strawberry moon of June? Can I view the experience beyond expectations and labels as the unique manifestation that it is? … More Moonscape

Never

When I was eleven, I was sure I’d never stop dancing ballet I would grow up, move to New York and dance with the ABT what I didn’t know then was those were the days the good ole days when I’d never eat a tomato but Never is such a limitation it leaves out serendipity … More Never

Dashing

Channeling Dickinson I write alone – from my writing desk looking out my writing window inspired by this little slice of woods – teeming with constant change – No dashing anywhere today – except on poet’s paper   Read more about Emily Dickinson on poets.org.

Turning Point

You walk the well-worn path around the near-by lake, you know this trail by heart; it ends back where you started One day a reed or paw print, a little frog or snake entices you from the circular path entices you from the familiar You wander off in new directions open to exploration no telling … More Turning Point