May 28, 2022

Torqued Ellipse

Tortured, elliptical wheel of time, bucking along in its rut,
May 21, 2022

Prayer to Those Above

Our lives are too brief to be taken before we find you hovering near...
May 3, 2022

At Daybreak – a Poetry Reading

First light frosting the tree line, and I close the door  On the rest of the house and leave the need for sleep  To others. At such an hour, with dark still lingering, The stars blown apart and a waning moon near vanishing,  I’ve become too well acquainted with the dark dialect ...
April 30, 2022

The Sprout of Hope

I watch the news of children and animals escaping the violence in the Ukraine. Tears cascade down my face.
April 25, 2022

Sea Devil Haiku

The Doctor has my back
April 16, 2022

Side Street Grove

I take a walk during my lunch, as usual, turn the wrong way out the building door, stray to sunlit paths. The breeze is cold; I’m not a fan of cold.
April 14, 2022


You stand at Devil’s Gulch and say, “I don’t think Jesse James took a horse across here,” and I don’t either, because it’s much too wide and there’s no way a horse could jump that far without breaking a cannon bone or falling into the chasm, even with Jesse James on its back
April 14, 2022

Buried Treasure

It was full of old glass bottles, vases, broken plates and jugs all remnants from long ago – an old village landfill full of rubbish, now part of my garden.
April 9, 2022


The fan that hangs a life also hangs a tale.
April 2, 2022

Jack Drives Through Iowa

Jack fall to his knees in the midst of this white undulation. Not in prayer. Not even out of habit. But just because he's pissed.
March 26, 2022

The Dead of Night

Awake and outside among nocturnal animals something between prey and predator roaming
March 20, 2022


With pigtails and big dreams, she runs wild in my mind: