Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
This poem is a thunderstorm raging across the scrubby desertlightning striking mammoth saguaros, leaving behind a spectral skeleton to rot in the coming hot summer sunThis poem is the sound of cold plops of rain hitting dry earth. This poem is a flooding wash,… Continue Reading “This Poem is a Thunderstorm, a Desert Wash and Wildflowers”
Gentle breeze and sweet sunshine in a spring garden where vivid green tendrils vine and climb murmuring to wild roses blossoming spirits Come, feel the quiet solitude of verdant trees for harmony is here in ancient forest boughs while wandering the yielding mossy path… Continue Reading “In a Spring Garden”
I am but a tiny seed Carried by unsettled wind Until I find a resting place In wayward stones and sand. Desert sand is my companion With a grainy texture so fineMaking it a perfect home For an African Daisy to grow. Every year… Continue Reading “Call Me Daisy”
Nasturtiums, who colored you, you wonderful, glowing things? You must have been fashioned out of summer sunsets- Lucy Maud Montgomery
young hawks perched on highstill learning their gift of flighthunting with their eyes Frank J. Tassone Haikai Challenge #125: Hawk
And if you ask, but where is love?I will say as the twinkling stars aboveso is love And if you ask, but why is love?I will say as the soft coos of dovesso is love And if you ask, but what is love?I will… Continue Reading “This is Love”
Hurricane I’m sorry I woke you up in the middle of the night to eat ice cream, but the hurricane is here and now the power is out and I don’t know what to do with all the food,it’s going to rot and start… Continue Reading “On Love, Death, and Hurricanes”
Recent Comments