Sunday, February 28, 2010

someone should tell the bugs

our 10K mosey
Michigan Nordic combined

skiing and shooting


a bit of blue glows

foot bridge across the river

just beyond the trees

I hate to say it
someone should tell the bugs
it is still winter

patterns in the ice
a message around the trees

snow and ice dancing

a promise of spring!

seed pods arching gracefully

hang in the balance

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

today is special

notepad in my hand
an apron around my waist
a diner looks at me

she said: make mine with
extra ordinary, but
put it on the side

that love is
too spicy to eat
all at once

whatever you want
it's all yours for the asking
try today's special?

veggie scraps

vegetable scraps
will compel folks to visit
or so I am told*

compostable words
dissolving all illusions
return to damp earth

layer with ashes
make an organic parfait
they keep down the stink

(*with thanks to my friend Kathy)

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

red bird can't wait

eternal questions:
who am I? why am I here?
do the flowers ask?

impatient for spring
grasses still bent under snow
the red bird can't wait

Monday, February 22, 2010

finally a pearl

Neptune's mighty fork
eagerly spears trespassers
no wisdom for them!

from desert to deep
knowledge lies hidden away
water or sand both work

mysteries unfold
and some questions must be asked
many many times

how many oysters
are opened and found empty?
finally a pearl!

Saturday, February 20, 2010

wishing for swishing

promises of snow

have kept my ski poles leaning
wishing for swishing

blinded by brightness
sunny skies may be pleasing
but they don't drop flakes

there at the window
kitty perches on the sill
swishing his long tail

restlessness, hunger
these motivating forces
drive evolution

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

the turn around dance

do a brand new dance

180 degrees
turn night into day

twirling on tiptoes
a feather drops on the floor
tutu fairy flies

see the tricky fox
heyokah teacher tells us
turn it upside down

Sunday, February 14, 2010


mastering shadows
contrast light against dark

Invictus! the cry

an old soul undefeated

bloody and unbowed

brilliant strategy

unite hearts around the ball
circle of life

empty the red pail
toss the scraps onto the pile
sprinkle with ashes

Friday, February 12, 2010

a dreaming shell

Cecropia moth

can't see beyond the footlights
careful of the flame!

who is watching who?
butterfly dreaming of me?
catching dreams in nets

see these little sparks
experience created
by a dreaming shell

hit send now

the sending

can be the ending

can it not?

destination: now!

just let all be as it is

discomfort and all

the cow doesn't moo

because flowers wilt & die

she still gives sweet milk

counting lines again

once my fingers stop their tapping

time to hit send now

this old heart

sometimes this old heart
wants a little tenderness
just can't take a joke

chocolate is good
85% pure dark
but it's not a kiss

what are these silly
illusions of happiness?
but blinders on now

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

heart on fire and guns a-blazing

she charges forward,

(or is that barrels onward?)
both guns a-blazing

who has time to wait?
fingers, maps or instructions
they just slow her down

her philosophy?
experience the moment
but do it right now

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

the moon and I

The moon and I laugh

together we light the night
we don't mind pointing

the moon and I shine
bounce light off sparkly fresh snow
we're like diamonds

the moon and I hide
clothed in clouds we're shy tonight
see you tomorrow

baring my soles

the trouble with shoes
is when I have too many
and still long for more

high heels, lotus toes
always going downhill, so
hobbled by beauty

heavy leather boots
do they keep feet protected
from the elements?

under leather straps
my poor soles long for freedom
please let the air in

throw them away now!
a taste of reality
comes with touching ground

unburdened and free
there's space in my closet now
just one pair remains

Monday, February 8, 2010

comfortable creaking

oh, boisterous one

he smiled, you are not quiet
but it's quite okay

shivering in cold
when the fire turns silent
I prefer the roar

kitty rubs my legs
the old floor creaks like my bones
somehow it comforts

Thursday, February 4, 2010

soft power

something approaches
soft pink light is sliding
on the horizon

canyons out of rock
dissolve instead of slashing
water always wins

purrs against my leg
gets the kitty a good skritch
sooner than biting

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

page won't load

power connects ideas
poor service ratings

neuro nets collide
with quantum calculations
creating patterns