Essence Song While the chaos of the world spins out of control, encroaching, threatening, step back for a moment and listen. Beneath the noise, there is a familiar wordless melody calling to you. It i...Read More
By Now By now, the wounds we haven’t managed to recover from have found a home in every sigh, every ache, every limp. I feel it and I am learning to accept it. I tell myself this: Just do the best y...Read More
Your Voice in the Forest We’ve walked together for four decades in the forest, a world I never would have known so deeply without you. This is where you come alive because this is where you are most...Read More
Messenger Lost in my reeling thoughts on this lovely morning, I am blinded completely to the here and now all around me. Then a small movement, a flash of red breaks through in a nearby bush, snapping...Read More
Reserves Yesterday, I picked a heaping bowl of juicy blackberries, boiled, mashed and canned them. I gathered a basket of the ripest tomatoes, sliced and dried them for winter. Today, as I breathe in ...Read More
Staring When I was young, I used to watch people closely. Limp with fascination, knees locked, mouth gaping, I would slowly leave self-consciousness behind and stare. Entranced, I took a person in com...Read More
An older poem…. Unsaid My barely Teenage daughter weeps. Deep knotted sobs. I ask her what is wrong And she just replies, “I don’t know.” All my soothings And proddings Result in no enligh...Read More
Window There is a pain that stands between me and the world. Like a wall, it keeps me separated, living in its shadow. It is the pain that followed me out of childhood, based on bad information imprin...Read More
How I Want To Remember Us We were all there, the whole family, sitting on a blanket together. Waiting. An entire history of events had brought us to that moment, including tragedy and grief that I was...Read More
Together For the Occasion of Grace and Peter’s Wedding Savor this moment. The two of you, surrounded by those who love you most, some who have loved you forever. Set this moment on your heart’s me...Read More
What an Aging Mother Wants Something’s left her. The reserve, The stoicism with which She’s faced her life Have fallen away Like so many Deteriorating bricks. Now she speaks openly, Emotionally, W...Read More
Some Mornings Some mornings I wake up so afraid. I see how much is slipping away while I stand in frozen disbelief. I am overwhelmed by the futility of my small actions. I wonder at the naive sureness...Read More
Bones I’ve lived with these worn out beliefs for so long that I don’t even notice them. They’ve just settled in my bones. Like an old pair of shoes that have conformed, deformed to fit my feet, ...Read More
Here in the Woods I want to say that it is simpler here, but there is infinite complexity everywhere I look. Life here is focused, steadfastly determined to grow, to repair, to connect. The oak sprout...Read More
surrounded i sit on my back porch this morning in the middle of this neighborhood this town this country in the middle of this week this month this year completely secluded by the green nestled safely...Read More
The Worrier She lies in bed, Staring into the silent darkness Outside her window. Fears, Muffled by day, Now rise, one by one, To the surface. Her family, Her job, The future, And anxieties She cannot...Read More
Here I Am I don’t spend much time contemplating the future, which is why it always surprises me when it comes anyway and so soon. I am more focused on trying to reconcile the past, because by now, t...Read More
A Personal History Of Chores When I first came into the world, my needs were met by others and when they weren’t, I simply screamed. Sadly, I had no appreciation of my privileged status. Soon enough...Read More
Ground So much bad news, so much deception, so many harmed by the callousness of those in power. This is terrifying ground, unfamiliar to what I know to be good and true. So, each day, I try to find m...Read More
What is Beauty? It is the curtain- The way it flows, Cream and shadow, Softening the window frame. It is the curtain And the window itself That seems to reach out It’s long arms To gather in the...Read More