A poet’s mind…?

This morning I grabbed my coffee and woke up the dog to do her morning routine outside. (This is ‘Winnie’ -our miniature daschund) I accompanied her outside as lately she seems needy- she doesn’t want to be outside by herself – so I took my coffee and decided to sit outside for awhile so she’d […]

If I Write:

Academia:  “Write of roses, daffodils, and violets, White linen, drownings, and yellow-wallpaper creeping madness” If I write: This artist will write of your painted rainbow mists– Blue mornings, pink horizons, and golden oceans! If I write: This gray moth will write of Your stained-glass-monarch-butterfly universe! If I write: This traveler will write of worlds that collide The Pacific and […]

Sunday Morning

Sunday Morning The cat looks at the world Outside its window The grass looks good for stalking in For hiding till ready to pounce at dragonflies and mice Tall brown trunks with green tops that flutter Seem so delightful for climbing Flying feathered creatures and small furry scuttling things Look playful and maybe tasty too […]