That is you and I sitting on a bench overlooking the ocean and our lives. We are growing old together We know each other’s health struggles We have matched strides and rhythms Danced around each other’s shortcomings. We have gazed at the moon with love…

DogSpeak #6 You and Me and He/She I’m lonely when you’re not home and I know you need to go to work to make bone money, yeah money to buy bones, but it’s so quiet when you’re not here. Can you get me a brother…

Look at this meal, Look at it, a wonderful meal, all for me A feast fit for a king! Here with you, honoring you with my presence, You are also wonderful though, what with your face I guess So let’s bask in the moment together,…

the crows debate in their parliament the taste of bread crumbs and the old man who throws it he’s throwing more crumbs to the fish they need to change directions the crows discuss the white cat with the brown ear and green eyes out to…

There she sits, on her throne-like seat, Where the Delaware Bay and Atlantic meet, And guards The Point as the ships sail on, From far-flung places, to the Cape May dawn.  

Love bench What a lovely summer evening We took our usual walk up the hill round the pub At the corner The roundabout around on the way to the farm The park bench awaits us each time we walk past On this evening our 10th…

The pavement hot beneath he sandaled feet, walking briskly, leather satchel swinging at her side.    Sitting in their favorite space  preparing the wine glass and cheddar cheese, her favorite.    A lovely knitting gift, a sunflower blanket beneath her, allowed  her dainty sandals to…

A picture found in the old trash heap.  A mother and child quietly peruse it together.  Little girl or perhaps boy, hard to tell beneath the dirty uniform and still dirtier skin and hair asked,  Momma, what is that?    That’s a piano dear, you knew that. …

I saw you a hundred dreams ago There, back on that old wooden bench by the lake I saw you as you were back when we first met Just as stunning, just as ethereal Time had taken a lot from us The first memories and…

The thunder claps did not bother, the pouring rain could not dampen our spirits as we frolicked on our first weekend as newlyweds we’ve come here before with the children and didn’t we tear our hair pandering to their every need now it’s different we’re…