Noticing
Maple Tree calls to me. Her enchantment lifts my eyes beyond my electronic screen. “Notice me,” she says. And I do. The lush green of...
My Prayer before the Cross
Uncovered and cold, worn thin, about to corrode, I stumble through life’s gray days. Kneeling in desperation, frantic for a breath of...
Overcast
Thoughts of you float forward sitting in stillness walking in silence laying in darkness. How we were intimately intertwined: You,...
Easter Hope
Not chocolate or ice cream or meat, not alcohol or cigarettes or cussing, oh no, none of these. It seems I have given up sleep for Lent....
Without a Net
The edging light commands the lined rock to dance in orange and pink hues as the Arizona sun sinks behind the mesa. We stand and embrace,...
Mary Oliver
Normally I reserve this blog for original poetry. But today is different. The poet of my heart, Mary Oliver, died today. As a...