Petite Pen~January 23, 2023
Better late than never. It’s what they say, but is it what they mean? I was inspired…
Petite Pen~Jan 3, 2023
January is a time to be kind to yourself, don’t you agree? And in that spirit, a…
Morning Poetry
m.facebook.com/story.php Have we connected on Facebook? It’s a new platform for me as a writer, but I’ve…
Head Pressed to Floor
After Porridge Radio
Petite Pen, December 27, 2022
Traveling south today, this snowy scene inspired some brevity infused with images from a classic Christmas poem.…
Winter Arrives
Winter Arrives Winter arrives at party’s end,dressed indecent,peppermint concealsa lingering whisky scent.His eyes, starlit candies,his gaze, a…
2022 Stew
Salty clouds dissolve into a soupy sky as a dash of peppery blackbirds pass by. The stew…
Petite Pen~December 6, 2022
Is it too early to mourn the year? The things undone? The things we plan to leave…
We’ve Learned to Settle
We’ve learned to settle–two woodpeckers sharinga pine tree,skin, thick corn husks,lunar halos out of touch. We no…
Yard Sale of Thoughts 