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Category Archives: Poetry
the miller mausoleum
I wrote a poem recently for a memorial service for those Millers who were originally buried in the above-pictured mausoleum. They were re-interred this past summer as part of efforts to reconstruct and save the building. I publish the poem … Continue reading
summer…!
Yesterday was our first BBQ day of the season. We’ve been gradually spending more time out back on the deck, under fewer layers each week. No blankets at all yesterday, and warm enough to break out Sandy’s Weber! Today I’m … Continue reading
wild
We are sitting out back on the deck in the dark looking up at the sky where the clouds faintly glow fullout racing. We have ringside seats. North Carolina pinetrees… 4 stories tall… dancing, reaching towards us and again away … Continue reading
trio
. a letter in the mail unretrievable pregnant what chapter could it close? or birth? a dear one hurting unreachable chrysalis and just like the butterfly I cannot assist . layers and memories untamable promising how to embrace them safely … Continue reading
rest
Leonard Cohen whines in the late afternoon light elegantly A few reds and golds cling still to the grey branches outside Enough color to fill the senses, wondering at nature’s generous heart. Rich aromas push out from the kitchen in … Continue reading
panic
wondering if the pass will come (don’t they all? … so far it’s true) heart valve clamoring yammering, hammering fluttering, spasming uncontrollable, like an eye twitch but far more uncomfortable if not more neon sign noticeable to passersby. craving quiet … Continue reading
insomnia
I woke up at 4am yesterday and couldn’t get back to sleep. I thought of this poem, which I’d written in the wee hours of some other sleepless night long ago. insomnia soar? sit sog. sadness. silly. sickness suffering silence … Continue reading
storm senses
Rattle thump outside inside attic creaking In tempest rhythm against glass, Pellets skitter ebb and flow Creek rivulets gurgle above And across steely dandelion-softness, Dark network lines wave, run, whoosh and back Bead and then split-second drenching Out there shimmy … Continue reading
