Sunday, July 31, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 31

laying on my back
in the garden
trying to recall
what it felt like as a child
to see a cloud for the first time

Saturday, July 30, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 30

the bumble bee flits
from blossom to blossom
unaware of its importance
in our lives

Friday, July 29, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 29

Awakened suddenly
I close my eyes tightly
and try to continue the dream
to save the poor young girl from danger,
only to have her disintegrate into another dream.

I feel worthless
the rest of the day.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 27

the red-tailed hawk
squeals over the sound
of city traffic

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 27

hearing the catbird call
I search the branches to find him
as he plucks the last mulberry
from the tree

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 26

summer heat wanes
relishing at last
the silence of the air conditioner

Monday, July 25, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 25

on the windows 
of the abandoned hotel 
  a   
and a

Sunday, July 24, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 24

the traffic jam on river road-
an opportunity
to catch an Ibis 
standing on the water

Saturday, July 23, 2011

Friday, July 22, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 22

I make up my own words
to the song Elmo is singing
on the video of the mini-van in front of me

Thursday, July 21, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 21

the heat
            s
         e
      s
    i
 r
the smell of her perfume

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 20

staring tediously at the cat
who is staring intently at the wall
it is only then 
I see
the bug

Monday, July 18, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 18


as I turn the corner
the blinding full moon
erupts at the top of the hill

Sunday, July 17, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 17

the old maple lies
at the construction site;
the remnants of its tangled roots
reach for the sky

the metal cranes 
that stand beside it
reach higher 
than the tree ever did
  

Saturday, July 16, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 16

threading her web
between two lilies
the spider prepares for breakfast

Friday, July 15, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 15

in the middle of the road
the traffic cop
is texting

Thursday, July 14, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 14

on the dashboard 
of the black limo
a bright blue Virgin Mary

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 13

as I pass the cosmetics aisle
a familiar scent from my youth
evokes a feeling of deep loss

the cashier looks at me, puzzled,
as I purchase the old fashioned face powder
that my grandmother wore

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 12

humid July night
the frozen yogurt melting
faster than even I can eat it

Monday, July 11, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 11

in the car rental parking lot
the smell
of Boston Harbor

Sunday, July 10, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 10

digging
to plant annuals
but I keep unearthing
w
 o
r
 m
    s

Saturday, July 9, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 9

a cat's whiskers
are in fact
 
  as   w  i  d  e   as his body

Friday, July 8, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 8

driving down the highway
the rain drops 
slide up the windshield

Thursday, July 7, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 7

listening for crickets
in the night air of the city
but none can be heard

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 6

after the vet-
when I close my eyes
I still see the trust in hers

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 5

after destroying the ant hill
I can't relate to
their organized chaos

Monday, July 4, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 4

on the 4th of July
the seed pod liberates itself 
from the tree
and spirals free
to land on a blanket

Sunday, July 3, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 3

toiling in the garden
the smell of sunblock
makes the passing cars
sound like waves

Saturday, July 2, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 2

the cat
sleeps all day
stares out into the darkness all night

    because he can

Friday, July 1, 2011

a river of stones - Jul 1

without remorse
the calla lily continues
not to bloom

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Shot Glass Journal, an online journal of short poetry





Shot Glass Journal, the online journal of short poetry, Issue #3 has been posted. This issue offers an international flavor with poets from Australia, Canada, the Channel Islands, England, India, Ireland, Libya, Mauritius, New Zealand, Switzerland, and the US. 
Go to www.musepiepress.com. Click on Shot Glass Journal in the left margin.
Send submissions for Shot Glass Journal and The Fib Review to musesepiepress@aol.com.

Monday, January 31, 2011

Sunday, January 30, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 30

my grandmother's old recipe --
remembering the sounds
of her kitchen

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Friday, January 28, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 28

the snow settles
on the tree branches
like a Bob Ross landscape


*Bob Ross was the host of PBS show - "The Joy of Painting" - 1983-1994

Thursday, January 27, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 27

in the snow-filled parking lot
the sound of flagpole ropes bang

if I close my eyes tightly enough
I can hear the harbor
on a bright summer day 

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 26

within the woods
the sound of the snowstorm
like distant applause

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 25

after the snowfall
the white birch tree's bark
has lost its stripes

Monday, January 24, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 24

waking ....
to the warmth of the gentle hissing radiator;
to the sun's stained glass rainbow;
and to the comforting sounds of the Beatles
drifting from the clock radio...
does not diminish the fact that --
it's Monday

Sunday, January 23, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 23

they congregate
on the rooftops
heads raised in silent adoration ---
the satellite dishes

Saturday, January 22, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 22

after a week of illness
even the chocolate pudding
has no taste

Friday, January 21, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 21

glancing through each Christmas card
as I finally take them down;
this will be the last year
that she signs his name

Thursday, January 20, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 20

on the day that would have been
her 62nd birthday,
the sun rises over the horizon
turning the icicles red

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 19

lining the roof of the apartment
the pigeons roost,
like gargoyles,
swelling their feathers 
against the cold

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 18

with fever raging
I climb under the covers
and snuggle to the warm spots
where the cats had lain

Monday, January 17, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 17

how often we take for granted
how well we feel...
until we don't

Sunday, January 16, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 16

the seagull
stands along the break in the ice
eyeing its dinner

Saturday, January 15, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 15

the river ice
reflects the snow 
piled atop the empty rack
of racing shell boats

Friday, January 14, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 14

the red cherry
at the bottom of the glass
bounces
to the beat
from the dance floor

Thursday, January 13, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 13

looking up at the city sky
muted azure blue by the night
I wonder
if there are stars that lay beyond its ceiling

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 11

With the email
about his passing,
I think about my own social footprint
that would be silenced.

Monday, January 10, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 10

There are:
rule enforcers
rule followers
rule breakers.
The only ones
not in this airport 
are the rule makers.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 9

setting out birdseed 
and cat food
after the storm...
to keep the balance

Saturday, January 8, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 8

new snow
washes over the old,
like the foam from a wave
that washes clean
our foot prints

Friday, January 7, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 7

after the snowfall
the cherry blossom trees are all white
even the pink ones

Thursday, January 6, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 6

the bayberry candle
still unlit, Christmas,
after Christmas,
after Christmas

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 5

the freeze-dried rose bud --
unaware that Indian summer
was only temporary

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Monday, January 3, 2011

Sunday, January 2, 2011

a river of stones-Jan 2

steaming radiator--
the smell of spilled beer
rises from your scarf

Saturday, January 1, 2011