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