Month: December 2013

line in the sand another wave shows me the way things are

seen through a reef shark my dependency  

windswept dunes the difference between wants and needs

a river behind the graveyard forget-me-nots  

Normandy Beach the screams of gulls

the shape of my sadness like a cloud drifting fraying, taking form again oh, but I love this life

3/4 moon clouds move in waltz time

in the moment a faceless clock on the mantle  

  still day… a dry leaf breaks free from the sycamore  

deep autumn all the tree tops full of sky

hunter’s moon the old tabby refuses to come in

moving sale … among the bric-a-brac the owner’s dog

in a shoebox all the candles of uncelebrated birthdays

at the bottom of the discard pile Books to Keep  

years since I’ve thought about heaven– the rusted hinge

Christmas Eve- the sound of one star blinking

time to burn the whole candle holidays

I am a moth too in the face of light

meditation bell even the starlings are silenced

day long drizzle — in the mailbox one windowed envelope

full-bodied rain the wine tasting winds down