Thursday, April 30, 2009


early morning, just
before the rain is when my
soul knows gentle calm
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Wednesday, April 29, 2009


it's hard to believe
something so innocuous
soon turns magical
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Tuesday, April 28, 2009


close your eyes, make a
wish, blow, scatter components
and find your hankie
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Monday, April 27, 2009


snowballs in April,
pick them by the handfull and
toss them like balloons
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Sunday, April 26, 2009


look at the essence
of a tree, stripped down, naked,
leaves just a memory
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Saturday, April 25, 2009


how wonderous, to look
at everything and to see
unique everywhere!
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Friday, April 24, 2009


on the highway, straight
ahead, like a mirage, stood
three distant crosses
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Thursday, April 23, 2009


one for you and one
for you and one for you till
my chest is empty
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Wednesday, April 22, 2009


someday, I'll write in
my autobiography
about the red buds
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Tuesday, April 21, 2009



dark, murky water
quicksand catches me because
I hesitated
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Monday, April 20, 2009



no snow has fallen
though temperature dives
we huddle together
until daytime arrives
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in search of color
combinations, one is found
outside my front door
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Sunday, April 19, 2009



a chorus of frogs
sang ballads, stirring my heart
to follow my love
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blink! and this moment
is gone; click, click, click, download
I try to hold on
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dainty flowerheads
lovely bluebells herald spring's
abundant landscape
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Awash in a sea
of bluebells, senses refreshed,
and my soul revived
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Magical land holds
civil war stories among
Virginia bluebells
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Saturday, April 18, 2009



when you think about
it, there are lots of trappings
that come with "freedom"
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Friday, April 17, 2009



what's on the surface
matters, but what is hiding
motivates raw nerves
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Thursday, April 16, 2009



Formidable storm,
Poseidon, unflinching, just
takes it all in stride
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Wednesday, April 15, 2009


Easter Morning Brunch

The pulp
was palpable
so the juice
remained
as it was poured,
half-full
in the bloom
on the stem
of the fancy
crystal glass.

But I like
the pulp,
he said,
chewing his
juice
and swallowing
with hard
little gulps.

Then you
can have mine
I told him,
averting my eyes
from the
ceremonious
chewing
of Easter
OJ.

I focus my
attention
on my own plate,
spread a dab of
smooth
wabi sabi
on an English muffin
slab,
and feel like a bad egg
for the rest of Easter.
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Tuesday, April 14, 2009


last night I dreamed I
was a mermaid, and woke to
the scent of the sea
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Monday, April 13, 2009



At Wegmans one day
I overheard two ladies,
one older than me
and one taller than me,
both slimmer than me,
talking about squash
blossoms.

Although I wasn't
part of that earnest discussion,
and I certainly didn't particularly
want to be older,
I found some squash
blossoms
and brought them home.

I went online
to look for a recipe,
wondering if they
contained some magical
ability that would
make me taller
and slimmer.

They really didn't
make me slimmer
but I stood a little taller
the next time, at Wegmans,
when I was able to
participate in an
earnest discussion
about squash
blossoms.
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Sunday, April 12, 2009



Thank You for this day,
and for all of the blessings
of Easter morning!
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Saturday, April 11, 2009


calm serenity
vanishes as a bolting
jet soars through the clouds
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