Friday, May 31, 2019


There are no forget-me-nots in the garden this year,
perhaps a sign of one who was loved beyond life
has now forgotten his love, after a wordless year.

Friday, May 10, 2019

May Day

May, tis such a succint
yet beautiful sounding word
rolling over the tongue
while we gaze upwards
in happiness of the blue skies;
while we gaze over the landscape
smothering in the greenery
as life breathes once again
on this spring May day. .

Thursday, May 02, 2019

springs unfurling - haiku

winters skin begins
its shed under springs warm sun
fronds slowly unfurl

April was a difficult month with horrid cold and ice and snow.  It left me standing with face pressed upon the patio door sighing.  May has arrived, winning old mans winter prolonged battle to remain, and finally there is relief; a relief of life renewed. 

Saturday, March 30, 2019

spring song

a quiet night
for the Rev. Al Green
from speakers
front and back of home,
thumping out
rear windows
into the flooded garden,
tis that type of spring
as his joyous song
serenades me
while I unclog
the sump pump hose,
making the worse
a song of happiness

Saturday, March 23, 2019

As long as we remember

fingers swollen
from typing responses
as the reunion draws near,
everyone needs an answer
yet while I respond
their replies are vacant
not reading my own
while I'm trying to resurrect
lives of the past,
whiling a way that thought
but doesn't every life
need to be validated
to declare their existence
whether they lay
in earth succumbing to
becoming compost
or their ashes tossed
to the winds,
no matter,
their souls survive
as long as we remember...