Tuesday, July 3, 2018


as the feather
sails in the evening breeze -
he questions the answers

Linked to Carpe Diem

Sunday, June 10, 2018

Waiting at the port

burnt skin —
    gazing with
        horizon eyes;
listlessly the tugboats sigh goodnight.

A Tetractys for Marion at toads

Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Far from powerless

It's less this lack
than finding ways
to share what warmth we have
to bring some light with words
to watch the stars, to read a book
and finding we are
far from powerless
even in this dead of blackout.

This is a very late entry for Brendan's weekend prompt at toads that I also link up at Tuesday platform.

Tuesday, September 5, 2017

Louder than silence

not much was said
before we parted ways —
yet the echo
of your teaspoon stirring
still wake me up at night

Linked to Open Platform at toads

Tuesday, June 20, 2017


Poetry is trying
  just like lying
  relates to love
it's often black
and sometimes lack
but minor keys.
Let it burn you,
   like her letters,
but save the ash

Linked to Tuesday Platform at toads

Monday, June 12, 2017

Not yet driftwood really

I’m both driftwood and
an acorn.
and potential.

If only I could
I might catch the sky,
stretch and oak myself.
Instead I willow
bending way
not knowing how

       to grow.

For Magaly's prompt at toads