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candlelight bath
the steam rises
from my toes | tempslibres |
wedding day –
our vintage vehicle
freshly polished | tempslibres |
on the road again
dangling from the rear-mirror
my new dream catcher | tempslibres |
finally spring –
the first cup of coffee
unsweetened | tempslibres |
expanding universe
another hole
in my blue jeans | tempslibres |
burnt out candle –
the lies we tell ourselves
before the day begins | tempslibres |
palliative ward –
the dark red
of her lipstick | tempslibres |
father's garden plot --
I'm waiting for the weeds
to blossom | tempslibres |
back home —
the widespread arms
of a scarecrow | tempslibres |
distant horizon –
the blue line
on the pregnancy test | tempslibres |
first spring light
she deletes
her fertility app | tempslibres |
returning swallows ...
she calls me
by my old name | tempslibres |
nursing home --
a sip of water for
the potted violet | tempslibres |
the tiny buds
of december roses ...
stillborn child | tempslibres |
shell-shocked soldier
the therapist
still so young | tempslibres |
moonless night -
a stranger changes
father's urine bag | tempslibres |
tide change
the silence
as he guts the fish | tempslibres |
late frost -
putting some salt
on the red wine stain | tempslibres |
low tide
against the black mud
bright egrets | tempslibres |
As I struggle
with a heavy gate . . .
the crescent moon | tempslibres |
Stopping
by the pharmacy
I miss the sunset | tempslibres |
in a shoebox
all the candles
of uncelebrated birthdays | tempslibres |
summer evening
from the tall grass
the slow rise of fireflies | tempslibres |
breezy afternoon
running my hands
across the cool sheets | tempslibres |
moonlit night
across the meadow
my shadow grows | tempslibres |
the house painter
descending his ladder
blue sky | tempslibres |
terminal illness
by the bedside a young nurse
reads a fairytale | tempslibres |
sultry July day
a homeless fans herself with
a piece of cardboard | tempslibres |
minus forty-six
steam from the coffee
warms my nose | tempslibres |
winter solstice
chocolate squares
one by one | tempslibres |
equinox
all the colors of Autumn
in the sky | tempslibres |
(Winter soltice --
tangerine oil
in the water of my bath) | tempslibres |
Work in the garden
warm smell of sweat
and of oregano | tempslibres |
summer night
we turn out all the lights
to hear the rain | tempslibres |
Tea fragrance
from an empty cup…
the thin winter moon | tempslibres |
half-dark sky
a slow roll of thunder
joins the cicada | tempslibres |
spring tea—
through bone china
her thin hand | tempslibres |
late afternoon -
the fulness
of the cow's udder | tempslibres |
late summer
butterfly wings clap
a little slower | tempslibres |
full moon--
pumpkins in the field
ready to pick | tempslibres |
overcast-
curls of smoke
over a shared fence | tempslibres |
early thaw
the dog digs up
last year's bone | tempslibres |
dusk. . .
the hiss of waves
over a stony shore | tempslibres |
internet break. . .
so little left
of this winter day | tempslibres |
New Year's Eve--
the warmth of his eyes
over cold champagne | tempslibres |
solstice birthday--
blowing out a candle
for each decade | tempslibres |
overcast day. . .
even the poppies
stay curled up | tempslibres |
early dawn...
I watch the New Year
spill down the mountain | tempslibres |
clouds lifting
above the archipelago
morning light | tempslibres |
the owl's whoo
unanswered
this autumn night | tempslibres |
autumn morning
spreading marmalade
over burnt toast | tempslibres |
autumn sun
slides through the blinds
withered sunflowers | tempslibres |
candlelit pumpkin
the moths reflection
in the cat's eyes | tempslibres |
still in bloom--
new shoots around
the fallen pear | tempslibres |
New Year's Eve--
bubbles rise again
in the old crystal flutes | tempslibres |
at dusk...
the sweetness
of the roses | tempslibres |
winter pears--
eating around
the bruises | tempslibres |
gibbous moon--
the baby stirs
in her belly | tempslibres |
autumn deepens--
dusting off an old
bottle of port | tempslibres |
election results--
low tide clams
spit seawater | tempslibres |
evening walk--
acorn shells crunch
into the silence | tempslibres |
empty bus stop--
autumn leaves swirl
in the car's wake | tempslibres |
flu season--
to kiss
or not to kiss? | tempslibres |
drought-
weeds sprouting
near the sprinkler | tempslibres |
death watch...
I freshen the water
of her bedside iris | tempslibres |
at the cottage . . .
last year's mosquitoes
on the bedroom wall | tempslibres |
spring cleaning . . .
painting over
last year's mosquitoes | tempslibres |
midnight.
the stallion's single kick
against the wall | tempslibres |
quiet stable...
the sudden force
of horse piss | tempslibres |
drought...
the first raindrops
bounce | tempslibres |
overcast -
the next door pianist
hits a sour note | tempslibres |
downpour -
the pumpkin's smile
goes out | tempslibres |
we sip sweet tea
in silence. . .
a soldier's mother | tempslibres |
autumn visit -
over war news we talk
of babies . . . | tempslibres |
fireside -
a son's face smiles down
from the mantelpiece | tempslibres |
in the yard
between our argument -
a red dragonfly | tempslibres |
more rain -
mildew colors
the old roof | tempslibres |
half asleep -
the rhythm of the
receding rain | tempslibres |
wild iris
in the marsh
unreachable | tempslibres |
drifting jet trails
half a haiku searches
for enlightenment | tempslibres |
lee of the storm
the jagged edges
of the new pothole | tempslibres |
flash of lightning
the salesman's oily manner
slips | tempslibres |
bleached driftwood
the sand on the floor migrates
to the dustpan | tempslibres |
deep fog
i wish i had another
cup of tea | tempslibres |
blurry stars
the jasmine bloom
fills the air | tempslibres |
lupine pools
another memory stirs
my nostalgia | tempslibres |
globe lilies
an empty place
at the supper table | tempslibres |
heat wave
the cat opens one eye
halfway | tempslibres |
early stars
the weed-choked path
to the compost | tempslibres |
haiku potato chips
nobody can write
just one | tempslibres |
new leaves
the same old face
in the mirror | tempslibres |
fine gray rain
a flashmob of santas
in union square | tempslibres |
hurried steps
my frosty breath rises towards
the half moon | tempslibres |
undecided voter
half a moon hangs
in the noon sky | tempslibres |
autumn chill
the blind poodle caught
in the phone cord again | tempslibres |
chemo drip
i wish i could give you the moon
instead | tempslibres |
waning moon
the cricket behind the fridge
starts singing | tempslibres |
autumn chill
her long fingernails drum
with the rain | tempslibres |
farmer's market
checking out the guy
checking me out | tempslibres |
leafless maple
she fingers the wool
of his last chemo cap | tempslibres |
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