morning sky is grey hawk of silence tides are slow, lapping white foam, waiting for canoes to ripple the lake's corners wildflow...

the words are morphing   to pepper and salt on drowsy cool afternoon his mind, a waffle bowl scoops two ice cream, topping with choc...

subway train rumbles on         doors open, chimes people hop in, and out-          scarves, hats, jackets, turbans, shorts, slippers,...

We inhaled, slurped, nibbled slowly.  As if to prolong the sensation of awe and grandeur. As if we could not get enough wit...

i see your smile, shy-tangerine grin behind the crab apple tree, sunset-stilled you move slowly to pluck the ripe  bearing fruits, lick...

i have books to green my soul         rather than wedding ring i paint words to spark           rather donning colorful dress  i can ...

my legs are jars of sand fear's a spider  climbing my spine, with last part:  wooden steps my breath mirrors shallow lake on i...

early morning sky shades blue upon blue -pale turquoise & dark cyan- shimmering mirror of perfection we gaze up -reduce...

Photo by Grace@Everyday Amazing The Excelsior fire in summer of 2015 left the forest a fragment of its lush vegetation.  Tall skel...

the morning sky shimmers, powder blue, light as flour - scattered snow clouds train of lace crowns - pear trees are breezing open, fl...