Photograph Used With Permission of Resa McConaghy
Like cicadas at summer’s end,
a fairy queen’s shell lingers, iridescent, glowing,
with traces of sleeping magic.
A wizard king can wake the dreamer
if he believes Continue reading
how many generations
sky gazed through ancient branches,
before the Napa fires
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braving the thorns
to get to the sweet, red heart
like bears do
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reverie on a hillside,
oh to be a silver birch
warm in summer sun
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autumn blooms,
each petal a love note
to seed-stars
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Flour paste and
a smile sewn
hide an orange face
because hiding
one’s true colors
is the monster way,
today of all days. Continue reading
Welcome to my Poetry Friday Halloween party. Here’s the guest of honor and winner of the costume contest. Anyone know who my little beetle is? I found him on a lilac. He was about the length of my thumb nail. Continue reading
October is a month of O’s:
orange gourds, ogres, owlets, oracles,
octopuses, otters and orangutans on
odysseys with outstretched hands, Continue reading
With the silver sun
before sunset,
the world turns
an over-bright
black and white. Continue reading
Something secret
sprouts overnight
from the damp dark.
Rejection spawns insight.
A new direction,
a white knight, Continue reading
