Her hand grasps my finger
Her hand grasps my finger To cajole me to play. She raises her arms up To be lifted and swayed. …
Category Archives: poetry
Making writing a habit
I’m so glad it’s Friday and that I have no plans this weekend. No, glad isn’t a strong enough adjective. …
Sense of Wonder
Originally posted on The Musing Idealist:
A Blade of Grass You ask for a poem. I offer you a blade of grass.…
The sun and the clouds
Clouds so low and heavy and dense Pushing down on the bright sun? Or is the sun rising against The …
Welcome to the world, Addie
In anticipation, I looked forward with glee To holding you in my arms – a newborn baby …
In honor of my friend, Bill
How do you say farewell, goodbye To a friend of 35 years? Who you’ve traveled through life with, Jobs, children, …
Back to walking
Spring is back and I am so delighted. From the high snow banks I have alighted. …
In awe of words that blend like the colors of a rainbow
There’s a poem inside me That yearns to escape. Insistent to be free Like a child at play. Words …
Frisson of the changing seasons
I’ve lived in the northeast all my life, yet the change of seasons never ceases to amaze me. It inspires …
