
Moonlight falls
from high in the sky,
silvering
the latticed pine branches,
softly shining
on every trembling needle
like summer’s
morning dew. Continue reading
Moonlight falls
from high in the sky,
silvering
the latticed pine branches,
softly shining
on every trembling needle
like summer’s
morning dew. Continue reading
May your days be full of cheer,
with everyone you hold dear
feeling well and full of fun —
each and every one! Continue reading
Weekends, my dad plowed
through paperwork, pruned trees,
tinkered with the mower, fixed
bicycles, toasters, skinned knees.
I never thanked him. Continue reading
a day for mothers,
pear blooms scented by lilacs
dapple the sunshine
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Time to celebrate,
time to remember,
but also
time to put away.
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resolved,
to recognize stars
in winter wastes Continue reading
Sunset sledders,
free and unfettered,
plummet downhill,
as Saturn and Jupiter align. Continue reading
short, dark days
let the fairy lights shine,
long and bright
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Thankful for family,
the four who stay with me
despite this year of separations. Continue reading
November’s damp chill
settles into my bones
despite weak sunshine
National cemetery,
row upon row of flags
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The first startling snow melts.
The evidence of an odd year
disappears into wet puddles
and sodden soil, cold and drear. Continue reading