Beach glass

How far did you travel To get so smooth From what youthful perfection Were you broken down Then polished like Continue reading →

Endless Monday

The week begins again Stretching out before me Mondays are a bother They feel like the start of infinity Tuesday Continue reading →

8:30, Sunday July 11

It’s 8:30 on Sunday morning I dreamed a flock of cardinals Had settled in my front garden Bright crimson droplets Continue reading →

8:30, Saturday July 10: Trash

It’s 8:30 on Saturday morning And I am thinking about trauma After hearing that Representative Kim’s Blue suit Will be Continue reading →

8:30 Friday July 9

8:30 Friday morning It’s as cool as September The early harvest Of green beans, mint, and parsley Wet with silver Continue reading →

8:30 Wednesday July 7

It’s 8:30 on Wednesday morning The early light drifting into the house Grey with the low clouds A juvenile cardinal Continue reading →

8:30 Tuesday, July 6

It is 8:30 Tuesday morning And there is a Flower that I have never seen In the fairy garden

8:30, Monday July 5

It’s 8:30 Monday morning The coffee is still hot In the Hall’s tea pot Purchased with green stamps When I Continue reading →