I want another day to walk on the earth another day to dream big dreams to believe life can be whatever I ask for to think I will live forever I want another day to pet the cats change a flat tire get impatient with my lover burn the cookies another day to complain how … Continue reading Another day of grace
Month: Nov 2014
Moon slides down
Moon slides down the sky as if drunk against the wall knees giving way blink and she has slipped below the wires one by one the treetops the rooftops this is the speed of our spinning earth __________
Migration
Billions of snowflakes rush to earth, giddy to start life in this new world. __________ Feb 24, 2010
Snow Globe
The changes that can take place between the first and final versions of a poem astound me. Sometimes in my poetry journals I am lucky to find both preserved. Here are two approaches from 2010 to a snow-filled morning: haiku, version 2; and the original poem, version 1. It was my year of writing daily … Continue reading Snow Globe
Match girl
There's the polished moon again hanging in its velvet sky, and the stars in party clothes-- every sunset's a new occasion to haul out the jewels. The night's a rich affair invitation only and I linger on the sidewalk like a match girl skirting the houses of the wealthy with their bright lights, laughter, and … Continue reading Match girl
Rain god
The worms throw themselves across rain's asphalt altar and awake when the ecstasy ends to find their god has gone and sacrificed them to the sun. __________________________
Deep fog hushes all
Deep fog hushes all distant sounds: and we expand to fill our small world. _________________
