Black bones Brown earth Grey skies Silence Waiting For green leaves To explode — About the poem: Why do I hear people saying, “Only 30 blah blah days until spring!” What’s the point of that? Now is okay. What’s the rush? The tree in front of the rec center looked so perfectly naked, empty […]
Poem: Lace Gasps …a haiku
ice skater dress sky dark lines reaching and twirling lace gasps before the fall
Poem: I Reach for your Hand
As I reach for your hand You grab mine first My fingers are warm and tingling now Don’t let go — These days I’m practicing my sketching. I like to choose positive images of kindness, or nature. I copied this from a magazine photo. I like the position of reaching for each other’s hands. Sweet! […]
Poem: Compared to a Sky of Blue
All the emails waiting For me Are nothing Compared to a towering tree All the facts and figures I know Are nothing Compared to the glistening snow Proposals, deadlines and reports That are due Are nothing Compared to a sky of blue — About the poem: In my Sahaja Meditation class I learned that […]
Poem: Lavender Bubble Bath
Key in the door I don’t want any more My face is frozen My muscles are clenched Dropping my clothes And the haunting of the bitter cold Hot water fills the tub Rub-a-dub-dub Lavender oil and bubbles Dissolve all my troubles — About the poem: It does not seem to be able to get up […]
100-word: Steaming Snack
She’s still alive but just barely. I almost walked right past her but saw the steam rising above the snow. She tried not to move when she saw me, even stopped breathing. But I pounced on her nevertheless. I didn’t need to. She would have been dead in a few minutes anyhow. But I wanted […]
100-Word: Mealtime with Musa
The door opens and he strides in. Always, like a benevolent king. “Just lentils,” I say apologetically, as he walks past. I hear the door of his room close. A few minutes later he comes out. “Sistah Joan…,” he steps into the doorway softly. “Lentils?,” I offer. “Ah, bless…” I choose the ceramic bowl, with […]
100-Word: Chilly Toes
My feet are suddenly in agony. The floor is freezing this morning, even through my thick socks. I hop on the kitchen chair with my sweatshirt on, and yours too. I pull my knees to my chest and wiggle my toes. You bring me a steaming cup of tea with milk. “Honey?” “No. Well yes, […]