It’s been so long, it’s been so long Since I have watched a river flowing Or from the earth seen… Read more It’s Been So Long

Momentary glances Tossed here and there Mixed with a worn hope To find a bit of peace To find a… Read more Why

Where sings death’s calling softly-loud Against one’s silent hearing Dare words here hidden Pushing, pushing against best thinking With lips… Read more Where Sings Death’s Calling

Perhaps it’s best to turn my eyes from beauty Forget the trees and gentle streams Turn my back on spring… Read more What Have We Done

To think of love, a blessed gift I’ll do nothing to hold it back I want nothing to separate this… Read more To Think of Love

She evokes joy in every motion, in every word. Such joy that bubbles up, springs out, like fireworks. How should… Read more The Little Shop of Joy

Our hearts lie dormant in our breasts No rhythm strong or pulse revealed What love remains in words concealed Faded,… Read more Birds Fly South in Winter

Just standing there Feeling the cold blue steel Of winter sinking deeper And deeper still . . . My hands,… Read more That Blue Day

Strong for a moment was he When he thought all was well. But, he never could foresee The fallacy of… Read more Strong for a Moment was He

I see the birds by wing tips gliding, Through the sky so freely blue. I call to them in hope… Read more Song Birds

With suppleness of motion I make this supplication For I have no hands or cry to raise Or knee to… Read more Prayer of the Serpent

Notes Is it getting dark? Or is that my vision fading Age masquerading as A dimmer switch Controlled by all… Read more Notes On Aging

Like clouds And birds that fly In the same sky- Blue vastness moving Fast or slow Some high Some low… Read more In Earth Tones I Thee Sing

I taste each word for meanings you might find Each foot, with care, placed gently on this stage And try… Read more I Try To Catch Your Image in My Mind

I think about you with words That often ride storm swift Like elfin Lords on wind-light steeds With harnesses of… Read more With Words that Ride Storm Swift

And so it seems they all begin A glorious sunset . . . or starry night Of moon-drops, dripping silver… Read more I Think of You (A Love Poem)

As I sat there in that wild web Of buzzing reeds and beating drums Stringing out the melodies in sequenced… Read more I Should Have Called

42 days, can that be true? So much, and yet so little has passed. The first 42 hours, and many… Read more 42 Days

The World turns And turns again Exchanging day for night Through ages known And lived by men Each cycle weaves… Read more Erudition

So tempted by these pledges that I give Each long day’s dying gasp, to keep, to take It all, and… Read more Dissolution