Tag: Poem

#Haibun: Mesquite Tree

The mesquite tree outside my window is flourishing. In a matter of weeks, it has gone from skeletal gnarled limbs to a lush spring green haven for the hordes of birds.I gaze at it for hours and sometimes, in the luminous sunlit haze, I… Continue Reading “#Haibun: Mesquite Tree”

Nola’s Essence

“In the spring of 1988, I returned to New Orleans, and as soon as I smelled the air, I knew I was home. It was rich, almost sweet, like the scent of jasmine and roses around our old courtyard. I walked the streets, savoring that long… Continue Reading “Nola’s Essence”

Deep in the Verdant Wildwood

He is the river swimmer, sleek as a brown river otterplunging into the depths of cold murky waters, he sits with patience waiting,on the sandy pebbled shorein quivering evening light.Sparkling magic flashes from afardeep in the verdant wildwood.She, the elusive nymph comes forshe is… Continue Reading “Deep in the Verdant Wildwood”

From My Bed of Roses

From my bed of roses comes the telling news, winter is finally over, the sun is shining bright and it’s time for us to bloom Wildflowers are peeking their heads up to the turquoise sky tiny seeds are sprouting forth, pushing ever higherSoon butterflies… Continue Reading “From My Bed of Roses”

Tempting Peace

Some temptations are grand, a new car or furs or jewelsDiamonds glittering on every hand and fingers with perfect manicures. And though these things are fine for some, they are not for mefor I am an humble woman with simple life goal plansI want… Continue Reading “Tempting Peace”

To Be A Dandelion

“I have been thinking about living like the lilies that blow in the fields.”- Lilies, by Mary Oliver I have been thinking I’d like to be a dandelion that has no homeroaming free on the sultry breeze until I find some fertile loam And… Continue Reading “To Be A Dandelion”

Come to the River

Come to the flowing river, she said I’ll show you the luminous pearl moon while you feast your eyes on twinkling stars, the warm lapping water will kiss my pink toesas my heart drums love’s melody on my pulsing throat –And here in blue… Continue Reading “Come to the River”