Category: poetry

  • Ideas

    It’s been a year since my last post. Might as well go for a poem, then. Digging down into the minutia; crawling back out, to bring an idea to the surface – The goal is not necessarily the light, it’s just the dirt layer on top. Yet it’s still an idea, drug up from the…

  • Summer Stroll

    I did not abide the sunny paths But instead, waded through shade Beneath boughs between swaths of green grass The gorgeous but searing sun screened And the cool breeze amplified under the canopy. Across the glade, shade pool to shade pool, I strolled to the pond, joined by bluebirds, Red-winged blackbirds and butterflies. Garrulous frogs…

  • Fickle April

    Fickle April, startle me. Spring’s shaky hold knocked loose by the whimsy of the jet stream, pulling a curtain of wintry air and icy dampness from latitudes far to the north. But freezing rain is no match for the inexorable tilt of the globe and the radiant sun, even through clouds, draws the dandelions on…