Morning

The birds sing their morning crescendo Telling each other Their lofty plans for the day Smoofy comes in from catting around He settles into his tower for sleep I make a second cup of coffee The sky takes on a soft pink The day begins softly The…

When you look at me and smile

When you look at me and smile, I do not melt. I do not crumble. I do not flutter. When you look at me and smile, I do not feel vulnerable. I do not get weak in the knees. My mind does not go to…

Prayer

Barely breaking daylight, doggies on the bank, and a broken line knotted over, under, and again to hold the slippery catch. I wade deeply into the center where there is no calm, casting an offering; an alm for the fish gods.    

Father

In an old computer that I used I found your poetry, The image of a room, I don’t remember rhyme or form but four bare walls sit with me still. No light or sound in that room you built, But silent echoes still rebound. I…

9 a.m.

your eyes, your smile, your endless chatter that sounds like bird song my child.

A Small Irish Iliad

Naoise tied a red string in her hair And whispered her name. Deirdre, with the voice of the forest; Deirdre, with the litheness of the sparrow; Deirdre, with the song of the three rivers; May the music of your body beat To the rhythm of…

Hour 3

I sunk beneath the waves and did regret the afternoon that had seen me a victim of submission. I wondered if the creature that watched me would scoop me out anytime soon and devour me from between his claws.

Broken in

my ankles are shaking, please help me, please. I don’t understand why this walk is so hard, who are you to buckle me down, change my thoughts of myself into something so hateful, so unworthy, deplete me as if all I have is not enough,…

Colors Dance Together

Almond feather steps inside Tangerine Salomon arctic lime grinds into a cosmic love line, Emerald green Autumn septic airwaves signs sonic above pines Authentic scene- Amethyst dreams Apple green Celtic signs

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