A Travel Haiku
Sitting with strangersMetal tube soaring through the airanother work trip
Tag Archives: poems
The High Tower Surprise
They call it the High Tower Surprisethat point in the third actwhen you think the heroes will winbutSurprise!here is the …
La Montagne Du Jour
It looms ahead overshadowingoverlookingoverbearingover everythingI have to do todaythis one mountaincette une montagnethat is on my todo list today.here is …
What If?
What if I water the houseplants with the cup of water I used while watercolor painting?Will the leaves pick up …
Dream life
Someone asked, what is the perfect day?This morning, the coffee is hotthe air has a hint of forthcoming crispness(but not …
Practice
Everything , it seems, is a practiceNatalie tells me writing is a practicemy music teacher tells me practice doesn’t make …
Change is in the Air
Change is in the air,Well, no, not really; it’s still too hotto go outside and breathe the airso I really …
Day Old Sadness
Day old sadnessLike day old breaddoes time harden sadness like breador does it soften the sadnessmaking it more soft Pliablemore …
The Sad Inequity
Is it unfairThat the world beginsanother dayThe sun risesthe birds singand flowers reach skywardwhen so muchis lostgoneand pain growslike so …
Slow life
There is still lifeand then there is slow lifeSlow life is to be willing —No, excited!– to watch the grass …
The Story Factory 