
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
the coffee black drip of night

late
sitting in my room
alone
4b
above me
settles in for dinner
2c gives
her daily
piano lessons
2b
stereo comes on
soft instrumental
another hard day
off in the distance
sirens wail
a baby laughs
in 4c
sleet
a murmer as if
many voices whisper
oustide the window
keys jingle
hit the carpet
big sigh
no one helps
arms full, paper bags rustle
exausted frustration
long, long day
another try
door opens
3a
love sounds
the rhythm of the ocean
the surf of
2 becoming one
cat purrs in my lap
no TV for my eyes
sightless
I settle back
and listen to
the coffee black drip
of night.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
AWF, now over a month old!
Thursday, July 31, 2008
This time of the year I fondly remember canoeing at Bond.
Monday, July 28, 2008
Friday, July 18, 2008
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