
When my spirits sink,
I give a saucy wink
and don’t overthink,
because soon enough —
I’ll be in the pink. Continue reading

When my spirits sink,
I give a saucy wink
and don’t overthink,
because soon enough —
I’ll be in the pink. Continue reading

Would a fairy drive a car
shaped like a cedar branch
with green needle fenders?
Maybe a maple leaf flying carpet?
I’d want a Japanese model,
red and sporty, Continue reading

still maiden
sentinel spruces enfold
green glen, act three Continue reading

Moving between worlds,
egg to leaf,
leaf to stone,
stone to leaf,
leaf to tree,
caterpillar to cocoon. Continue reading

Goodbye, summer.
Goodbye, beach. Continue reading

My garden is peopled
with bearded giants,
purple, plump, and
peppered with gold dust. Continue reading

Wheels crunching gravel,
we ventured off paved roads
to find our hearts beat
in the wild places Continue reading

Oh to be chicory,
abloom beneath hickory,
hearing rain chime and
dressed in diamonds. Continue reading

Summer days cluster
together like roses, Continue reading

If I were a bee,
this is where I’d be. Continue reading

Don’t be absurd, I’m no bird,
I have neither wing nor urge to sing. Continue reading