How we first met
Locomotive
smoke
Latest Poems
05-04-20
Still mind
Sunrise through the
red rock arch
05-03-20
Until tomorrow
Matching masks
on the bedside table
05-02-20
School’s out
One bike
left in the row of racks
05-01-20
It was not a dream
Birdsong in the cold
April morning
04-30-20
Our last goodbye
Waning crescent
moon
04-29-20
SciFi everywhere
Everyday
04-28-20
Class of 2020
Waiting in the woodshed
for the rain to end
04-27-20
Each raindrop
returns again –
Labored breathing
Each raindrop –
Labored breathing
returns again
04-26-20
Tulips push
through the soil
Commerce returns