In the beginning…

Of course, I wasn’t there, how could I know Or, really, how could anyone opine on how this world began, Big Bang, or no, But if imagined, is this what I’d find? From out of darkness, nothingness defined For something had to be before it could, The blinding brilliance of Creation shines ‘cross heaven and […]

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Sunflower

A certain sign of summer’s laid-back ways, Just weeks since they began from dull seed pods, Maturing into stalks of golden blaze, Adorning garden paths and porch facades. Sunflowers, noble blessings from the gods, Perennially loyal to a fault, Inch by inch, defying all the odds, Sprouting tall and noble, without halt. Yet some disdain […]

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Al Fresco Dining

Imagined glimpse of movement I did spy, Yet when I lean my head to catch the view he flits away, I cannot verify that he was there at all, a breeze that blew. But patience is its own reward, it’s true, For not a moment later there he stood, To gather in his bill more […]

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Lemonade

Etched and painted on the surface clear, Bright lemons, freshly sliced, for this warm day, Or are they mulled within, where one may peer, No matter, for the senses are in play. Each year as summer overtakes our days, And thirsty young-uns gather for relief, My old glass urns, from cupboards now displayed on countertop; […]

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Irrepressible

“I’m growing stronger than you know,” said she, “You’re not,” said he, “and I know what is best.” “I’m ready to break wildly free,” said she, “I see, but you must wait, your patience test.” “I’m eager to embrace my destiny,” He countered, “You’re a wee one, let it rest.” “My path leads skyward, bathed in […]

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Perpetual Motions

A whispered hint from brookside waters flowing, A full unfurled flag at NASA blowing, The sudden splash of slippery children sliding, The ever-widening wake of geese a-gliding, A court rotunda view of traffic growing, A hillside, sculpted lanes of grasses mowing, Or gentle rivulets of waves enshoring, An eager puppy, racing home, adoring, Movement may […]

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Face in the Window

Peering out, he sees me stride away, He doesn’t cry or whimper, merely stares, wide-eyed and droopy-eared, he bids me stay without a word, he knows that I’m aware. Alas, I scurry off to market square, With tasks and shopping lists (suburban churn), He’ll have no concept of how long I’m there, Yet he’ll sit […]

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Portrait of a Boy

My daughter’s boy is almost tall as I, And swirling thoughts within his tousled head are spinning, myriad mind maps that belie the silent calm facade we see, instead. Snips and snails and caterpillar threads No longer fill the visions he ascribes to, He leans his fishing pole at foot of bed, Impatient, waits for […]

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Empty Nest

We were warm and nestled in our bed this morning, filled with life and joyous song, Until she left, without a pat on head, Confused that she’d abandoned us, alone. She spread her wings toward the ether zone, She ne’er looked back to heed her fledglings’ cries, We only know that we’re not fully grown, We’re not prepared […]

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View from the Front

Rigid, toe to toe, Crimson fortress wall, stalwart ‘gainst the market maul. It seemed a beautiful sight, as I arrived at Trader Joe’s, moments after the store had opened.  Absent were the frenetic shoppers flitting here and there, jockeying for a cart, rushing into the fray.  No, I was alone.  Happily, I faced the lovely, red […]

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Traditions: Celebrate Heritage

As if entranced, I paused to gazed upon these well-worn ivory keys and ebony, Though under glass, this once-blank slate lives on, For all to see, artistic legacy. I see each famed “John Hancock” on these keys Perhaps the greatest tribute to the man, Star-studded, world-renowned, celebrities, They surely, were in awe, with pen in hand. […]

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“LOVE” is in the air…

Out of the blue, emerging message strewn, Where wishes made on stars do oft come true, Across the azure sky, each letter drawn, I could not turn away from what I knew. First “L”, then “O”, (the thermals softly blew), The bus on which I rode went faster, still as if in trance, I stared […]

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