My Lady, Margarite

First eye to morning sun.She loves me; I eat those.She loves me not; drop those to rot.

Midday Mothering~The Way Out

As we head towards Mother’s Day here in the United States, I am sharing some poems written about motherhood. I … More

Mothering~Midmorning

As we head towards Mother’s Day here in the United States, I am sharing some poems written about motherhood. I … More

Full Moon Feast

NaPoWriMo#16 Faith will find fruition

Below tulips tortured by frost,the eggs of Easter lay in waitfor tiny hands to imprison,petals shed as innocence lost.Birth is … More

NaPoWriMo#12 Dent De Lion

The dent de lion lies in waiton the shady side of the bike pass,a blur of freckles as I pass. … More

NaPoWriMo #7 Blame it on the Bunny

Lovers hump each other’s carrot legsbehind the neighborhood trashcanshowling at an Easter egg moon.

Quadrille #149 To Everything

Time to collect sticks and slimy stones from forest stream.To bandage boo-boos, kiss my childrens’ playtime injuries.Time to spread knowledge; … More

Copper Kettle Tree

Copper kettle tree, this morning it’s whistling through shower window fogged with lusty steam–– the morning is exfoliating, I’ll take … More

I will not write love poetry this spring

I will not write love poetry this springeven when the season makes the city giddy,every block a white bosom bared,the … More

The Slaughter of Spring

“Tree’s dead.” Grayson pointed at it on our way to fetch the children from school. I followed him, even though … More

Gaia’s Birth

She lay with Heaven and bore deep-swirling Oceanus.” Hesiod’s Theogony

The Venetian Face

The Venetian face is fadedlampshades of blushing pinkbuildings trimmed in handmade lacehide rotted wood beneath. Antique glass-blown cheeksVenetian lilac window … More

Pure Haiku Publication

I am overjoyed that Pure Haiku selected one of my haiku poems to publish for their spring theme: unfurling. Here … More

The Secret of Spring

The secret of springrevealed,not through the feelof a strong, velvet rainor the chortleof the flightyfinch from limb,nor in followingforbidden pathwaysfrozenunder … More

Deutschland Dust

Spring Tease

Spring tease,she takes out her feathery bloomswisps them across our nosesand we’re dancing to her tune,taking off our pants before … More

Whirligig Weekend

The Judas Tree

Through the window, I peek and pretenddangling snowflakes are Dogwood petalsfrom the sturdy tree in my old front yard,drifting to … More

Naked Dandelion

Naked dandelion you stripped to give birth, now society will shun you forever. Nude, seedless your body a hearth for … More

Her Hatsu Hana

Their first time, arm and arm that day; my parents met me in Vienna, and we took the orange line … More

La Senteur du Samedi

Saturday spritzes its cologne,fresh market trips and onion domes,the awnings coated green with lime;we’ve washed them now a thousand times. … More

Haiku Achoo

This month’s batch of haiku are nothing to sneeze at, so I hope you enjoy them. All feedback is welcome. … More

Tombstones & Ice Cream Cones

Biking to the open market,slushy flakes evaporateas soon as they touch down.My pedals squeakpast ice cream conessold beside tombstones.What endless … More