A Singing Kiskadee
A sea-green field dotted with white wildflowers— their tiny petals pearled with dew cool as the moon— drop by drop...
Between Two Windows
Whee! Here in the house of my lifetime I stand between two windows open wide. I feel in my body...
Asking Guidance
Young light lays her tender touch on the camel line of rounded mountains, and over the rippling lake. Morning warbler...
If Horses Were Wishes
My spirit sips the pinks and oh, the purples; my spirit gets a taste. then gulps the colors. How can...
