IF I SHOULD LIVE ANOTHER DAY
If I should live another day,
It will be to love another day
Some tomorrow in the present
Some portent beyond yesterday.

If I should live another day,
Rise with dawn, breathe the dare Continue reading →

O My Love –you were so daily real,
So beside me nights and days.
So beautiful the hold of ourselves;
That enchantment such a special feel,
So shadowed now by the sun’s rays,
So streamed now in swirls out to Continue reading →

I’ve known the takes of winter — the last leaves;
The cold, brittle branches bare in the wind,
Creaking above the grounded yesterdays.
My bark sings to charm that residue within,
Waiting to bloom old limbs once more to love; Continue reading →

They’re out there…waiting!
Some sense it more than some.
But, no surprise with waiting done,
As someday the news reports “I died.”
Oh, head crowned with laurels spun,
But no quarried stone on lonely sod
With cuts for passers-by to Continue reading →

I.
Where, now, the sun Paradise, we implore?
All peoples-nations stung by a virus
And forced to stay away from each other,
Till it somehow subsides and is controlled,
And we return to our not the same world.
A hurt-lame Continue reading →

O! WHY WRITE A LOVE POEM NOW,
WHEN MY MIND’S SO QUARANTINED
WITH THE PEOPLES AND NATIONS OF THE WORLD
IN THIS BOUNDLESS PANDEMIC SPRINGTIME OF COVID-19 2020?
WHAT IS THIS I’M WRITING MIDST THE DYING,
MIDST THE GLOBAL INFECTION Continue reading →

Death’s a daily think—getting demanding, too.
News, world, and my i-phone’s so full of it.
Lindsey, 25, of Dixie Crush is dead.
Car ran her over: died 2/17/2020,
A day before I turned 86 years.
Paisley, 7, just died in Continue reading →

………Oh! Little ant won’t stop
Scurrying on the countertop.
Quickly a finger on it. Squash! It’s gone!
Oh! Worm-Flea-Ant-Bee-Sparrow….
Oh! Burrow-Bite-Crawl-Buzz-Fly…
Oh! To be so small and infinitely smaller
In so vast a star-eating-star universe!
Oh! Spam of panspermia, loosed Continue reading →

It’s a living document
Of the timeless in time.
Some stories are based on reality
Some realities come from stories.
Some days bring a dream moment
When each flows into each
Causing one to smile,
In the sudden captured
Rapture Continue reading →

Softly. . .
I held You with my mind
As I sat in the sun today,
Gentle breeze blowing my hair;
Breathing calm and easy there —
As, sudden-soft, butterflies fluttered-in,
Held-on, in my zinnias, to lovely blooms:
Flutterflybies from Continue reading →