What wand whisked up this kite-flying day making whippoorwill trills with its breeze through bare branches? What spell was cast to conjure this sunshine that teases green kisses from tips of the crocus? February must be napping today while rapscallions stir up this magic tricking us all into losing our mittens when surely the chill … More Betwixt


I’ve heard good fences make good neighbors and I suspect this might be true. You can gather all you love safely inside your fence but from time to time you just might be ready to clear away some clutter. You can also keep all that disturbs you safely outside your fence but from time to … More Gates

Heart’s Content

I have a busy heart loving others sometimes aching, sometimes breaking sometimes bursting with pleasure except for one quiet chamber curled into a soft circle like a sleeping, purring kitten safe from my desires an alcove beyond ego where I can be content with contentment.  

Collective Awakening

Holding the steaming cup in both hands, I walk in mindful meditation to the table, careful not to spill a single dark drop on the cream carpet.  I share my first sip of java with millions of my neighbors across barriers of geography, culture, and time as in unison we welcome a new day. Some … More Collective Awakening


This poem was inspired by doing a zentangle-type drawing while listening to John Lennon’s Beautiful Boy, particularly the line, “Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.” Divergence A simple pattern, the beauty in the detail Consistent repetition until, alas, The pen strays from the plan a bit Then to compensate, another … More Divergence