Shopping with my mother I’m fifty going on nine in the produce section the green disarray of lettuces flamboyant peppers add some flair as if Matisse had been let loose there. Above our heads the industrial rafters are chirping with excitement two skittering little birds jumping gaily humming their good fortune. Nothing green can stay … Continue reading
The line between gray winter and bright-eyed spring dims today adrift in the chill of feathery fair-weather clouds and the short, shrill songs of rain-soaked birds Still the regal blooms peek from underfoot weeds cavorting as wild flowers cows calculate the distance along a fence line You can abandon all in the center of prime … Continue reading
Autumn you are at once hot-handed shifting gears in your blustery boots November was singing like a spoiled canary prodding us away from sunny windows threatening us with an awkward northerly chill this blatant wind skulking and snatching tossing up a hissy fit passing the mandate on to winter Continue reading
I gave you butterflies and a freedom compass a sure route to the North Star a desert of sugared sands to sweeten the fallout from the bitter winds We journeyed to find shades of truth beyond finite borders and inkblot pages unveiling the recipe for disappearance lodged inside the Bermuda triangle Then glided serenely on … Continue reading
These little beauties homegrown rascals hang their heads up high tossing petal smirks at impending Old Man Winter They keep summer near close at hand voting for eternal spring the Reaper is nigh and far to the north Til then, they will saunter and linger as a sad torch singer breaks into lament and a … Continue reading
A fairy tale parcel an invitation to be unfolded as the silvery shadows of evening deepen draping us in the lustrous purple robes of mystery and romance the stars are but charms in the sky shimmering ornaments they are the bracelets of queens sparkling in deep, velvety darkness the capture of beauty and enchantment as … Continue reading
They built their cities on the edge of the sea in a time when the sun smoldered long casting shades of fury upon the land torrid heat in the water churned an agonizing glory What comes to the shore in a rage and rushing blast has buried ancient cities and obliterated their past The cadence … Continue reading
In a drowned house water rushes through the corners of seams over pine floors, soffits and studs, stairs and rooftops flood water rises as cries drift upon night winds flooding hope into turmoil clawing the bank of deliverance bayous border riddles of the vanishing shoreline flood gates set free relics from the past the sea’s … Continue reading
This August day saturated in frost as the dark penetrates the light that sultry moon gliding and giddy with ravishing charm skirted briefly the path of the sun who dares blot the massive star of furnace fame? skipping through an intersection of orbital planes leaning in the umbral shadow arms outstretched seeking totality shadowed secrets … Continue reading
The fisherman is sun happy today and lake loopy He loaded his plastic container full of black earth and slithering night crawlers Balanced in his patchwork boat hull and spar built casting rod, dropping lines fish haul for a fish fry greasy spoons for the wild-eyed But alas, not today fish won’t bite lake won’t … Continue reading
