Easter Broom
Another poem for National Poetry Month The fabric of night unwinds like a bolt of dark blue velvet across a clean white sheet of daylight. At Equinox the corners of [...]
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Apr, 2025
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Apr, 2024
Rivers, inspired by Georgia O’Keefe’s Chama River, Ghost Ranch 1937
Because April is National Poetry Month, I've decided to share with you some ekphrastic poems I've written this past year. Ekphrastic poems are written about works of art, most often [...]
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Apr, 2022
Delta Breeze
One more poem of mine to finish up National Poetry Month Tonight you sit on the front steps facing south beckoning me with your dry lips your moist fingers. I [...]
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Apr, 2022
The Flint Girls Go To A Fire
This is a poem I wrote a few years back for my mother and her sisters. It's a bit of a ramble, but they all seemed to like it. My [...]
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Apr, 2022
Prayer for Peace
Continuing to celebrate poetry in April. . . One hundred dark-haired ladies in red silk kimonos twirl in the foggy sky between wakefulness and sleep, Swinging from each finger: one [...]
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Apr, 2022
Just One
April is National Poetry Month! So here's one of my earlier pieces to celebrate the power of the Word. Words jingle in my ears like pennies in the pocket of [...]
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Apr, 2021
My Insomnia Gossips About Me Behind My Back
To finish off our National Poetry Month celebration, I offer a more recent creation of mine. Thanks for reading! I made that girl, but is she grateful? No. True, [...]
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Apr, 2021
Life on the Flood Plain
Another original poem for National Poetry Month! This week's offering is a tale of my California childhood, back when the rain was plentiful enough that we'd often watch the winter [...]
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Apr, 2021
Flow
Another classic poem of mine for National Poetry Month. Flow She rises through silt and sand seeps through cracks in asphalt to suckle fox tails and dandelions sprouting wild [...]
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Apr, 2021
For My Mother and Other Collectors of Strays
April is National Poetry Month! I've dug down deep for this one, written for my Mom at least 30 years ago when she was the age that I am now. [...]