Limerence“The heart writes in indelible ink”~Steve Almond, “Ecstasy”
I followed you out west,when I was in despair—you took me back, reluctantly.We spent the winter in...
As Moon Beams Fade
The tiger prowls at night,
hunting moon beams as its prey.
Wandering apparitions sail the darkness,
searching for a place to rest.
Landing past dawn,...
Found Poem in Christmas LetterFrom a Former Blond Bombshell
Our abilities shrink daily.Dave is on his walker.I am on oxygen.We are often cranky.
Goldenrod
I saw my...
Dangers
I am sitting under the treemy great-grandparents planted,together, the day he went to war.
Strangers own this house now and werenonplussed or moved by my...
Immaculate Ruins
It begins with a stranger’s cautious agreementto get lost for a while in the ruins of you, playing
sentinel from the love seat’s worn...
