Nitanis Sadness swings back and forth You were my sunshine Grief swings back and forth You were my star Darkness swings back and forth You were my light My Girl you are missed and loved always

As the tremor in my foot started I remembered what Granny said about cinnamon. I reached into my jacket to see if I could find one Bumped my elbow into that marbled elk that  George was supposed to take to the carport.   When I’d…

He slips on his favourite jacket bending his elbow at an awkward angle to complete the look Dancing in the street a bucket-list item ticked off he doesn’t care who sees he never misses a beet The root of his being he was born to…

Ten Words That Never Happened Nine Run on Sentence I was cooking a raw beet in my father’s high school jacket when the ground began to tremor throughout the whole bayou and I fell and broke my elbow on a lightbulb but before I could…

a small herd of elk rummage through a pile of sugar beets. the buck stares out at the road, protecting his own from cars that swerve through unlit country roads a bright light shines in his eyes, and instinctively bugles. the herd runs off into…

Do you still put those tiny hands together Each morning in prayer Beside your little cribs? Do it! No matter how sleepy you are, Fall to your knees and shut your crystal eyes No matter how hungry you are for breakfast. For The One above…

The sunflowers turn their sweet faces to me as I swing above them in the sky I kick my feet as I child would do and propel myself into the sky I sing a sunflower song as I swing and I feel joy and am…

( from music prompt at YT: Max Richter “On the Nature of Daylight” https://youtu.be/rVN1B-tUpgs?si=xsBUL8uLRS2Yi8gR )   :Repeat: I watch the way light flows -over flagstones -over walls -over water Catches my attention at odd times And when it does I sit, remembering. And think, and…

High in the northen hemisphere We’ve been, it’s true: Since late in June Embarking on endarkening. Despite its annual pressence here The shorter days, (still summer-hazed) Are yearly worth remarkening. Of such delights is Earth supplied That time still takes us by surprise

Before, I was drowning in silence. Without you would be life without music. Of all the things that move through me, as the afternoon sunlight stretches over our bed I give myself to you, taste my skin like you do when our legs are tangled….