Rain without Thunder

“A veil—so thin it fools the eye into thinking there’s nothing between the tree and the window—reveals itself….” A short poem about a rainy day

Thunder without Rain

“Strange, strange, storm—growling at the pink-cheeked sunset,  as if she'd forgotten your name….” A poem about a thunderous day 

“I am clay, hardened into human shape— as much the stuff of stars as the stuff of mire….” A poem about the struggle between flesh and spirit.

“An orange crown points to the sky, grayed, sweetly, by a flush of rain….” A poem about a small moment

“Three hawks  come to being in a gray cloud….” A simple poem about a moment of beauty

“The little pink pen click-clicks, offbeat with  the rise of the song, but she smiles and tells me it sings….” A poem about praise and parenthood

“…. all things fade, nuzzle into the earth,   and bloom again….” A sweet little poem about a flower