.
waiting for daybreak
the silence
when even cars sleep
.
.
waiting for daybreak
the silence
when even cars sleep
.
.
the birth of color —
with the rising sun
salmon pinks
fill the sky
.
.
through oak-trimmed windows
fluffy white couds
drift
across
a cobalt sky
.
.
city life
earthbound skylights
swish an eraser
acrpss the stars
.
.
full moon
everywhere the glimmer
of crystal ice
.
.
modern dictionaries
overflow with made-up words:
amirite?
.
.
break of day
goldem sun peeks
over the horizon
.
.
our old neighborhood
only daddy’s pine trees left —
businesses moved in
.
.
young forest elf
high in the oaks
learning to speak
the language of trees
.
.
day and night
there is only emptiness —
the need to touch you again
.
.
skies streaked crimson red
the earth turns
into the edge of night
.
.
sending my love
in ancient languages
through giant Sequoia trees
.
.
so lost without you
midnight darkness
folds me into itself
.
.
always my center
on a gold chain
against my heart
your wedding band
.
.
Valentine’s Day —
my husband’s love shining
in the Milky Way
.
.
on being a widow . . .
–
another empty
Valentine’s Day — my heart yearns
forever for you
v2
another empty
Valentine’s Day — my heart yearns
only for you
.
.
midnight reflections
fish splashing
into the moon
.
.
knitting project delayed —
kittens
tangled in the yarn
.
.
midnight silence
stars sparkle
against icy skies
.
.
morning brew —
in the steam of boiling water
the scent of floral tea
.
.
.
moving in too soon
80-degree heat — winter
is barely half gone
.
.
melting gold —
on the far horizon
day settles into night
.
.
thrown-together words
can spice a writer’s craft —
amirite?
.
.
the darkest night
a single star shines
into infinity
.
.
blushing
each bite crunchy sweet
an organic
Pink Lady apple
.
.
morning clouds —
through the golden mist
a white dove
.
.
out of the mist
the sun
its soft warmth
teasing winter’s hold
.
.
always wearing
your grey hooded sweatshirt
your arms
arpund me again
.
.
cold winter night
after the storm
puddles filled
with
starlight
.