The twinkling lights still hang, waiting to be packed up, back to their dark boxes, in basements everywhere. The New Year has slunk in, the Bethlehem story hovers hoping to change hearts, revive the weary poised to drop but the waiting darkness pulls many away…

A new year starts. With the hope of a new beginning. Self-improvement. New challenges with new solutions. Greater opportunities. Chances for new friends and time with old friends. Fresh starts all around. Here’s to new beginnings.

The lights twinkle at the neighborhood diner announcing it’s Christmas time. She sits across from me with her manic self talking and laughing non-stop while I watch her exhausted by her energy. She’s excited and I’m glad but it’s a little too much a bit…

Late Bloomers   Walnut trees stand, a solemn maze of empty branches,  bloom buried in woody limbs. Wedged between almond orchards,  heady pink blossoms fueling spring fever. Humans & insects dismiss these bare plantings. Walnuts linger, hold winter vestiges like an old lover. Awkward tree,…

I first saw an orb in Wales, dancing along a vine-covered wall on the side of the gravel road. Now I see them often, floating amid the darkening skies or scooting across the flagstones at home in California. Some say they are spirits of departed…

“Any fool can be complicated. It takes a genius to be simple.” Woody Guthrie weaving complexity through the sack cloth and ashes makes it neither stronger or softer perhaps prettier to some eyes or more satisfying to the overly wrought scholar. the KISS, to ‘keep…

Holiday in December -Poem 10   I am originally from Nigeria Born in the UK to Nigerian Parents Who met in London in 1960. I am married to a Nigerian But I am British born with Dual Nationality   We went to Nigeria for Xmas…

A memory I chose Not to remember But still dims up in style Coming in memorial fragments Taking up the holiday space A space that was never in existence, But fought tooth and nails To make hostage I was almost of age Ready to say…

All Hallows Eve tanka ~ all ways    Hallowe’en wear a costume wear a mask hide behind sequins someone else someone other never never peel them off

“Oh, don’t even try to connect the dots,” he said. It’s true. The space inside and the one above the cosmos of you and me, no way to comprehend. Particulate matter we are, no less starburst than shredded skin, chutes and ladders, helix twist, the…