This was written from a poetry prompt, in about two minutes. The prompt was the phrase used for the title of this poem. The theme, however, is autobiographical. Out of darkness I foundThrough struggles unwoundOn a long path to joyAnd no effort to be coyLove found me all aloneMade this skeptic atonePulled me in, held me … Continue reading The One I Lovèd Most
When I'm gone, do something in my name… Volunteer in a shelter. Lend your strength to a worthy cause. To me, that would be the best way I could ever be remembered.
My diary entry for 10 May 2020, in this year of the coronavirus global pandemic. A poem.
A poem of broken trust and a betrayal of humanity
A poem in memoriam for Jack Averitt, passed 05 September 2008, and for Dorothy Averitt, passed 01 May 2009 – and for the love they shared. A tribute to my grandparents and their enduring love… … Walking the mall hand in hand A pause to share a light, … Continue reading Move On, Move On
A poem about the pandemic lockdown of 2020, and the rapid beginning of earth healing itself while we hunkered at home While we are social distancing Watching behind our windows Longing to break free From silence that strangles Lockdown behind cold walls Behind which dreams die Hope divided, devil tossed Leaves hushed and empty streets … Continue reading Gaia Takes A Breath
Our russet-tinged Boneman extols “If we have between 100,000 and 200,000 we’ve all together done a very good job” Praise the tiny tawny tutelar* Because it wasn’t 2 million Daffodils raise their faces Sunward seeking Spring Grassy green dreams From behind soiled windowpanes Lockdown clears the air Over the sallow Boneman's Apocalypse As the morgue … Continue reading The Boneman