Night Bloom

Night BloomOur river path rustleswith ancient songDusk a blanket of fertile airTendriled moss thick and brightcovers a moist moon &we are a wild Eden seeding roses in rock Words chosen from the Nature Magnetic Poetry Kit.

NaPoWriMo 2022 day 28

The Lure of Lightparted the darknesslike her handsparted my hair, gentlybut intently, her fingers braided wavering strands over and under, first upthen down. The sea was always inside, restless, driven. Salt water dripped,a broken pearl necklaceleaving invisible traces, refracting light in shades of circling fins. We swam in twilight, tumbled, tried to hold onto passing … More NaPoWriMo 2022 day 28

NaPoWriMo 2022 day 24

We’ve Always Been HappyWe were together again last nightsitting on the patio in our old aluminumlawn chairs, ice clinking in our gin and tonics playing cymbalswith the low beat from the radio. Smallanimals rustled in the underbrushat the bottom of the garden as the hoot of an owl wafted on the wind.We chatted about the … More NaPoWriMo 2022 day 24

NaPoWriMo 2022 day 23

Each Minute, Each YearAfter the thickness of night, a salty morningmoistened by invisible strands of Gulf Streamthat I imagine are yellow like saffron meltinginto another day and another day. I watchtwo women stroll down the sidewalk, arms swinging like pulleys back to home and family, drivers zip by in a kaleidoscope of madness and metal, … More NaPoWriMo 2022 day 23

NaPoWriMo 2022 day 10

What it WasIt was how his hair matchedthe golden grain in the fieldshe tended, tenderly with work-roughened hands,focused with a singular vision,so much the same as he tendedme.It was his work ethic, passeddown by generations,that farming was a high calling, thatthe sweatof his labors,the daily sky scanningwould end in feeding millions,the same as his lovefed … More NaPoWriMo 2022 day 10

NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 7

Moving DayYou held the key to my heartfor a timeIt’s trite but trueI was a cliche -a red convertible on the PCHa drunken tourist on Bourbon Streeta country come to town in NYCCliches are created by shared experiencesWe shared nothing of substancea mythology of kinship, an unfurnished roomYou were a cackling crowwho shut the door … More NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 7

NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 6

Too Close, Too Far AwayA strange bed sets a fluid stage, transposedin reflected lightof oranges and goldsheat lightning disappearslike confronted ghosts frightenedof a full stareYou brought me to this placethat was only a mirage in my mindA shimmer behind cloudsNow it surrounds me with itsstrangenessChameleon days slipping through my hands It’s heat lightning turning usinto … More NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 6

Favorite Poetry

It’s been some time since I posted favorite poetry. I veered off more into CNF and flash fiction for a few months but still read some poetry, just not as much as usual. As I was putting this post together, I noticed reoccurring themes of mothers, fathers, and rural life. I’m drawn to those themes … More Favorite Poetry