Monthly Archives: May 2020

I love sunset because I know darkness follows And unlocks the dawn Aloe Vera soothes my scathing burn But leaves a memorable scar Could blue-white Rigel and red Betelgeuse Be the keys to Orion’s fame Still he hunts in endless … Continue reading →

The moon is veiled by a cloud curtain Above the trees The night not so dark as it wishes The moon is veiled by a cloud curtain Light casts shadows Among the trees Swallowing the dark it shares space The … Continue reading →

  It was long into the day Before I noticed the flaming sun Had turned my withered sod Into a golden acre Giant pillows above Rests on dazzling blue sky Suddenly whatever I thought Yesterday— today—wasn’t true It takes a … Continue reading →

I am journaling in May, about May, in the form of a poem a day. I notice each day I profile May as a female, I must apologize. Perhaps I am stereotyping, I have no reason to assign a gender … Continue reading →

You can lavish me with amethyst of deepest purple Feed me habernero cuisine while I wear hot pink Ice caps are melting and you want to dance the night away The golden hour may be closer than we think Are … Continue reading →

She teases us with promises Like a coy maiden flirts unashamed Under her spell we bow to her prominence Enticed, drawn and completely inflamed Her soft breezes touch our skin Inhaling her breath leaves us delirious As we cast off … Continue reading →

A baby’s whimper as she drifts off to sleep An eaglet’s first solo flight A song that fades after a first date Waking to the dark in the dead of night Stories etched in muted walls Peaceful dreams where no … Continue reading →

Mr Sun plays peek-a-boo Keeps his distance Hides behind a mask of gray Until he can’t resist us Or does introversion Play a part Is he shy like me Queries, no clear answers Though rules like shadows can deceive I’ll … Continue reading →

Ah, May! And a Monarch butterfly emerges From its chrysalis This is the second generation They are not the stronger Each life no longer Than two weeks of our adoration Beauty lasts a season In August Will we recognize Strength … Continue reading →

Last Spring I was a guest Wild mushrooms are hidden deep I am sworn to secrecy Autumn’s sunflower turns its face toward the sun Sows its seeds and birds feed Grapefruit subdues all other tastes Clamoring for attention in haste … Continue reading →