Staring contest The sun always wins Shining beaming I try to escape Heat and humidity are the weapons Leaving me parched and sweaty Perhaps I may melt Pray for me  

Before Darkness   ‘fore darkness comes the witching hour ‘fore that hour comes the tea ‘fore tea comes sleepy nap time upon a mother’s knee ‘fore knee naps come simple lunches of bread and jam and pears ‘fore simple food comes sunny play amid the…

Does the light come before the darkness or is it just a powerful afterthought And if it’s an afterthought should I hold my tears back until after the darkness Just long enough for the light to act as the sun does when the streets are…

Letting Go   In May I started turning green Sitting on the maple limb A large pointed leaf Knowing I was a fraud   June brought the bees Birds and summer rain My size unchanged but I was passing unnoticed   July and August and…

BEFORE DARKNESS Before darkness There were lilting swings That reached to the sky I could kick a cloud with my Keds And watch it bounce across the sky There were tiny frogs in Fountain pools Jumping into my lap To disappear into tall grass Before…

first impressions   you sweet bitter. you rough cotton. you coffin still. you paper wave. you staircase high on bannister descent into you summer slips. you sip sparkle at dinner. you glass ring laminate. you eye silence. you glance red. you quiet scrape of chair…

I was captivated by your light, You were a lamp unto my feet, I prayed that it would my heart that you would keep, Your heartbeat matched with my heartbeat, But now it seems to skip. Before darkness, before this sinking ship, You represented my…

Such a joy to put down my my lines, turn on the trolling motor and catch such a plum in the pudding of Nina G!  

No huge, tearful goodbye, Just a fade away without a try No screaming, yelling, throwing things Death match of slamming doors Just a sudden emptiness when I reached for You and found a vast expanse where You used to stand, a fuzzy engulfing blur The…

Before the Darkness   Before the Darkness rides the Maiden clothed in steel and leather, at her gauntleted wrist a flash of skin soft and fair as the flesh of a calla lily.   Strike in the day, my love, and drive the enemy before…